Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

The name "Jack Clarke" was like a thorn embedded deep in Nadine's heart.

For six long years, she had tried to forget Jack and everything related to him. She'd even persuaded herself to treat Brad as if he were Jack and give him all of her love. But in the end, no matter how hard she tried, a replica could never replace the real thing.

Nadine had tried to love Brad-to see him as Jack. Thus, six years slipped by in a haze, until the moment Sophie uttered his name. It then dawned on her that some things were simply irreplaceable.

Had Sophie not been holding her hand, she would have broken down. Her rough, weathered hands were clasped around hers. It felt as if coarse tree bark was scraping against her skin, and it stung a little.

But that prickling sensation kept her sane. It reminded her that there were some things Sophie should never know.

you on about, Grandma Sophie? Jack's doing just fine! He's on a top- secret mission that requires him to keep a low profile. But he did send me a message just the

was thankful for the veil of Sophie's poor vision, for it kept her

heard her grandson had sent Nadine a message. "Oh? Jack sent you a message? That's good to hear! He's allowed to not call or write me, but you're his wife! If

"So, what did he write to

dear, would you look at that! I shouldn'te have asked! That's between the two of you But tell me, did he tell you he misse's you? Because if he didn't, I'm going to be mad! A man who doesn't make his wife feel loved isn't much of a man

he wrote to you, as long as it made you smile. That's all that matters to me." Her lips curled into a smile, her eyes crinkling with contentment. It was the kind of smile that came from

and fought the burning sensation in the back of her throat. Only then did she manage to keep her composure and

everything's fine. He wanted me to remind you

hearing that, Sophie's heart swelled with happiness. She couldn't stop smiling as she talked to