Hester’s husband of just a year died suddenly, just a month short of their first baby. Now, twelve months down the track, Hester was still trying to cope, still trying to make ends meet, still trying to provide the best for baby Jack.
She went for a walk with Jack. That’s how she met Conway. He was a solo dad. He was out taking baby Roland for a walk. Hester and Conway got on like a house on fire. It was a whirlwind romance, surrounded by toddlers’ clothes, and all that.
Anyway, they got married and had another four kids. And although it was always sad that both had lost their spouses at an early age, both agreed on one thing: it was the best bit of bad luck that could have happened.