Passport to Happiness. Carrie Stone

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       Chapter 5

      ‘Are you out of your flipping mind?’ Amy looks at me incredulously and Lily stares wide-eyed, her spoon mid-air. ‘What will you do with your place? Not to mention the fact you’ll be a maternity cover.’ She purposely says the word slowly, empathising her point. ‘It’s ridiculous, you’re going to be giving up your entire life and security for a six-month jolly in the sunshine. And then what?’

      I open my mouth to respond but she’s not yet finished. ‘I’ll tell you what. Then you’ll be back here with your tail between your legs with no job and nowhere to live. That’s what.’

      ‘But I’ll have an amazing tan?’ I venture, wondering why on earth she’s so riled up and trying lightly to defuse the situation. Fair enough, I hadn’t expected Amy to take the news of my application breezily, but I wasn’t expecting such harsh reality either.

      ‘This isn’t a joking matter, Everly.’ She looks at me earnestly and I feel myself relenting. ‘I just don’t want to see you throw away what you think is a boring life, for something that is only a short-term fix.’

      She has a point. But I’m not about to let her know that. I’ve spent the last seven hours contemplating how I really feel about this opportunity. Yes, it’s great in theory and it is everything I could have hoped for, but I also can’t help but wonder if I might be making an impulsive, irrational decision. On the other hand, I’ve just recounted my entire Switzerland trip to Amy and mused about how much fun I had, how enlivened I felt and how many opportunities popped up as a result of that impromptu journey.

      Sighing, I try not to let her negativity rub off on me. ‘Well, I’ve only put my CV forward at this stage. It’s not like they’ve actually offered me the job. So maybe it’s best we shelve this whole idea until I get an answer.’ I pick up the serving spoon and cut myself a large second helping of crumble, winking at Lily as I do so and noting her best efforts to stuff the last spoonful of cream into her mouth. ‘Besides, I’m certain they’ll have loads of applicants already in Bermuda and won’t even need anybody flown in from overseas.’

      ‘That’s true. You probably won’t get it anyway,’ Amy says, standing as she picks up her plate. ‘Oh, and before I forget…’ She stops talking and scoops up crumbs from the table with a used napkin. ‘Jack wants to know when you’re free for this get-together with his colleague?’

      ‘Not interested.’ I try not to show my exasperation, but I feel my frown deepening, boring yet more lines into my forehead. Gee, thanks Aim.

      ‘Oh, don’t be like that. This could be the man of your dreams.’ I watch as Amy turns towards the sink and then glance at Lily and roll my eyes. She smiles back in amusement, knowing full well her mother is annoying me. Unaware, Amy carries on. ‘Anyway, stop getting so bitter about men. Jay might have ruined your life as you always put it, but you’re lucky to be able to jet off on holiday and be wined and dined. Even if you often meet losers, you still get to have fun.’

      There’s really no point arguing with my sister about this, she’s clearly on a mission to keep me working locally or marrying me off to whoever will have me. It doesn’t appear to have sunk in to her brain that I’m unhappy with the way things are going. In her eyes, I’m free, independent and able to do as I please. Therefore, I’m not allowed to be disgruntled with life.

      ‘Oh, you never told me about Natalie?’ Deciding to change the subject, I stand up from the table, collecting the remaining empty bowls as I do so. I hear my mobile ring in my bag on the adjacent worktop just as Amy launches into her story, so I ignore it. It’s an hour later by the time the washing up is done and we’ve finished discussing the ins and outs of Amy’s neighbour’s marriage.

      ‘Auntie Everly, do you want to watch Barbie’s vacation with me?’ Lily asks, padding back into the kitchen in her unicorn motif pyjamas.

      I glance at the clock, knowing that if I don’t make a move soon, I’ll have limited time to prep for the start of school next week. ‘Sorry darling, I’ve got to go home now. But I’ll see you next weekend and we can watch it then, yeah?’

      ‘Okay then.’ Lily pulls a disappointed expression that tugs on my heartstrings and for a brief moment I long for a little Lily of my own.

      Grabbing my bag from the worktop, I bend down to kiss my little blonde niece on the head. ‘Bye darling. Don’t forget to give your brother his magnet.’

      ‘Actually, they should be home from football practice soon,’ Amy says, looking at her watch as we walk to the front door.

      ‘Thanks for dinner.’ I lean in to hug her slim frame. ‘Tell Jack I said hello and give Harry a kiss from me.’

      ‘I will do.’

      Opening the door, I’m not surprised to see the beginning drizzle of rainfall. Pulling my cardigan tightly around me, I run to my car, thinking of all the things I still need to do when I get home – namely, unpack. I sigh at the mundaneness. So much for an exciting Friday night.

      By the time I get home my head is imploding with the to-do list of things that need to be addressed. School starts back up on Monday and even though I’ve got the entire weekend, I’m way behind. Panicked, I put the kettle on and decide a coffee is in order.

      My phone beeps and I’m suddenly reminded of the missed call from earlier. Retrieving it from СКАЧАТЬ