Life After Life (2013)

Her mother was relieved that the baby, despite (or perhaps because of) her daunting start in life, grew, thanks to Sylvie’s robust regime (or perhaps in spite of it) into a steady-seeming sort of child. The train station, no more than a halt, would allow Hugh to be at his banker’s desk in less than an hour. ‘Sleepy hollow,’ Hugh laughed as he gallantly carried Sylvie across the threshold. Strange to be thinking of having children at all during a time when the very existence of the future was in doubt. She was in Belgravia before she finally flagged completely.