Название: The Dilemmas of Harriet Carew
Автор: Cristina Odone
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Книги о войне
isbn: 9780007284047
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Guy, however, seems to think it normal that our children should take an interest in our income stream. ‘It would be brilliant, boys,’ he says, looking over their shoulder at the papers. ‘But, frankly, I don’t think drama is my strong suit. Let’s wait and see if that nice television lady rings.’
The job-seekers game soon palls, in any case, and Alex and Tom sink into a sulk. Alex, because Louie, his new best friend at the Griffin, whose invitation to Tuscany we had to turn down, has emailed him boasting about water skiing. Tom is in a foul mood because Alex is bragging about being in the First XV and the excitements of boarding school.
Both are cross, too, because we have to forgo the traditional half-term in Somerset with the Carew grandparents: I have to be here to interview Ilona’s would-be successors.
This has not gone down well with the grandparents.
‘But the children need fresh air! Can’t you stay on your own and interview these girls?’ Cecily Carew says crossly.
Guy, too, feels cheated of his break at the homestead. He only cheers up when, just before lunch, Archie rings.
‘Hmmm, is that Harriet? Archie here. Yes, yes, Cecily and I were just wondering: we’re coming up for a funeral next week … No, no, old friend from army days. We could, of course, stay at the club, but …’
I gulp. Oh no, not the in-laws! Not here, when we have no au pair, the children are running wild and the roof is leaking. But I look at the boys, spilling cereal on to the tabletop, and at Guy, immersed in the paper. I’ve cheated them of their grandparents because of the search for Ilona’s successor, and I know they’re disappointed. So I swallow my reservations and take my cue.
‘Of course you must stay with us. Which night did you say?’
‘Yippee!! Grandpa and Granny!’ The boys reward me with a cheer.
‘Darling, you’re a star, you really are.’ Guy rewards me with a kiss on the cheek and the promise to take the boys to the Laser-Quest in Tooting Bec.
This leaves me with Maisie, who is easy and pliable and as yet unaware of the change in her life. We read after lunch, and then, as soon as she takes her nap, I’m free to think about James Weston.
Is he married – and to whom? Does he really think I looked the same, or at least, not that different? Does he live around the corner? The prospect of bumping into my ex at Tesco’s gives rise to horrific visions. Me, hair greasy and roots showing, wearing the size-12 jeans that really are a bit too tight, and the T-shirt that has a magic marker squiggly on the left breast, being spotted by a shocked-looking James. Or Guy and me, standing in the frozen meats aisle, arguing over what to buy while James rolls past, his trolley filled with champagne, exotic fruits and an expensive box of chocolates. Or the children and me – Maisie in her buggy, the boys acting up on either side of me – taking up most of the pavement on the High Street, and drawing attention to ourselves as Alex and Tom bicker and demand a gizmo they’ve spotted in the shop window.
‘Oh, are they yours?’ James asks me with a raised eyebrow.
* * *
‘Hi.’ I ring Charlotte. ‘Can you talk?’
‘Ooooooooooooh, I’d forgotten how awful you feel at the beginning,’ Charlotte moans. ‘I’ve been sick every morning and the homeopath I’m seeing can’t do a thing for me and we’re supposed to fly to Positano tomorrow and …’
I let her go on for a few minutes, then: ‘Guess who I saw the other day.’
‘Joanna Lumley in her amazing cape again?’
‘No.’ I pause for effect. ‘James.’
‘What?!! James Weston? The James?’ Charlotte’s excitement is gratifying.
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