Clare Dowling


Emily is expecting. She’s 34 weeks pregnant, her ankles are swollen, her hair is falling out and she’s worried about the baby. Now she’s been passed over for a partnership in the firm of solicitors where she specialises in selling boggy bits of farmland.

It cap it all, it seems buy ambien zolpidem like her arty husband, the piano-playing Conor, may have been running his fingers over more than the ivories while on tour in Germany.

Depressed, demoted and drugged, Emily finally realises that inside every good girl, there’s a bad one waiting to get out…