Mother’s Only Child. Anne Bennett

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      ‘Oh, Dora, it was wonderful,’ Maria said. ‘Did you have any trouble?’

      ‘No, your mother never stirred and your father has been asleep for about two hours,’ Dora said.

      Maria knew it would have been a poteen-induced sleep, but she wasn’t going to worry about that any more.

      She closed the door on Dora and said to Barney, ‘Thank you, I’ve had a lovely evening.’ She kissed him gently on the lips and when he put his arms around her, she held him tight and sighed. Barney released her, took her hand and led her to the settee, where he sat and pulled her down beside him.

      There was no point, Barney thought, in beating about the bush. ‘Do you like me, Maria?’

      ‘Of course I like you.’

      ‘Could you more than like me? Love me even?’

      ‘I’ve never thought of you that way.’

      ‘Do you still think of him that did the dirty on you?’

      Greg? All the time, Maria might have said, but she didn’t say that. Instead, she said. ‘I did. He hurt me very much, that time.’

      ‘Did you love him?’

      Maria nodded. ‘And I know I feel something for you, but I’m not sure what yet. I think I need a little time before I can be sure of my feelings.’

      ‘And we’ll continue seeing each other?’

      ‘Of course,’ Maria said. ‘Anyway, we could hardly not with all you do for Daddy.’

      ‘I like your father, Maria,’ Barney said. ‘I get on well with him and always have.’

      ‘I know this,’ Maria said. She knew that Barney hadn’t taken to her mother—couldn’t take to her—but then he wouldn’t be the only person made nervous by mental illness.

      ‘We’ll leave it so for now then,’ Barney said, getting to his feet. ‘I’ll press you no further tonight, but will await your answer.’

      Monday morning, Joanne wanted to know all about the dance, what Maria wore, what it was like and was jitterbugging as much fun as everyone said it was. When all the questions had been asked, she said, ‘I hoped you thanked your Barney properly for taking you out to somewhere so fabulous.’

      ‘Well,’ said Maria with a smile, ‘let’s say I didn’t leave him at the door.’

      ‘I should think not,’ Joanne said indignantly. ‘You can carry this chivalrous behaviour too far, you know.’

      ‘Actually he asked me if I could love him?’

      ‘Golly, that was quick. Could you?’

      ‘Oh, I don’t know. Sometimes I think yes and other times no. I don’t want to go back to the way it was, the daily grind with work and my parents and nothing to look forward to at all, but then…‘

      ‘Don’t tie yourself down because of something like that,’ Joanne said. ‘God, I wish I looked like you and had your figure. Lads must be queuing up to claim you.’

      ‘They’re not, Joanne,’ Maria said. ‘I have a bedridden father, fast turning into an alcoholic, and a mother who doesn’t know what day of the week it is. That is enough to put off any but the most stalwart. Barney knows the situation and accepts it. He is good with Daddy and they get on together. He isn’t so good with Mammy, but then that is the same as everyone else.’

      Joanne said nothing, for she sensed that Maria hadn’t finished. After a while, she went on, ‘I suppose what I am really saying, Joanne, is if I don’t take Barney, I think in the end I will be left alone, and I have coped alone for long enough. There is something else as well. So many demands are made upon me, I seldom have time to think about myself. It would be wonderful to have someone who cared about me and my needs. I could do with that so much sometimes when I feel the burden is heavy.’

      ‘I’ve heard and understood every word that you’ve said,’ Joanne replied. ‘And all I would advise is, take your time over making the decision.’

      ‘Barney isn’t pressing me,’ Maria said. ‘But on the other hand, he’ll not wait for ever.’

      Before she’d analysed how she felt about Barney, Bella came over one evening to talk about Sarah. She left it till she knew Sarah was in bed and then she confronted Maria and her father. ‘It’s not that I’m not sorry for her. God, it breaks my heart to see her this way, but…well, it’s the aggression, d’you see? She nearly scratched the eyes out of Maggie and bit me on the arm.’ At this, Bella rolled up her sleeve to show the ring of purple teeth marks sunk into the skin. ‘And it was for nothing at all, you know,’ she went on. ‘Have you not noticed it yourself?’

      Maria had noticed Sarah often slapped out at her and pushed her away roughly, but she hadn’t started biting or scratching. There was no doubting the marks on Bella’s arm, though. ‘I’m sorry to the heart of me that you have had to cope with this,’ said Sam.

      Bella looked from Sam to Maria and back again.

      Maria said. ‘I’ve noticed Mammy being rougher than she used to be.’

      ‘Have you?’ Sam said.

      ‘Aye,’ Maria said. ‘I think it’s frustration. It’s always when I’m doing things with her.’

      ‘I’m sure you’re right,’ Sam said. He too had noticed the deterioration in his wife and so had Barney. He knew because they’d talked about it often, as Barney wheeled him about the town, or later in the pub, sinking a pint or two. Sam knew Barney had been nervous of Sarah from the first, but didn’t blame him for that. He’d known and loved Sarah for years, but that girl and woman had ceased to exist. Sometimes her odd behaviour left him edgy.

      ‘She’s getting no better, Sam, but worse,’ Barney had said just days before. ‘And it’s Maria bears the brunt of it.’

      ‘God,’ Sam said, ‘d’you think I don’t know that?’

      ‘I know,’ Barney said soothingly. ‘And it’s never an easy choice to make to put someone away, but have you thought of it from Sarah’s point of view? You might in fact be doing her a disservice leaving her in the house.’

      ‘How?’

      Barney chose his words with care. If any sort of future lay with Maria, as he hoped, then that mad old woman could not be part of it, but he knew he mustn’t betray how he was feeling. ‘Well,’ he said, ‘she’s getting no treatment while she stays at home.’

      ‘Is there treatment for what ails her?’ Sam asked. Hope, like a flickering candle flame, began to burn inside him.

      ‘I don’t know,’ Barney said. ‘But she hasn’t had the chance to see if they can do something for her.’

      ‘Maria wouldn’t like her going anywhere.’

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