MORNING, AFTERNOON, NIGHT. THE MOTHERS ARE ALWAYS WATCHING . . . 'Brilliant . . . Chidgey's luxurious and unhurried prose stokes tension in a compulsive thriller' Observer 'Written with insight and brio, deftly balancing darkness and light, depth and pace' Guardian 'Grand and devastating, and packed with perfectly timed revelations . . .This involving, humane novel brims with vitality - and soul' New York Times 'Chidgey writes with surgical precision and emotional weight . . . quietly devastating, fiercely intelligent and unforgettable' Irish Times 'Eloquent prose, rich characterizations, and knotty concepts - an emotional and intellectual tour de force' Kirkus 'Brilliant . . . you will race through this book in a single, breathless sitting' Literary Review England, 1979. Vincent, Lawrence and William are the last remaining residents of a secluded New Forest home, part of the government's Sycamore Scheme. Every day, the triplets do their chores, play their games and take their