Wildflower Park Series. Bella Osborne

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      ‘That’s marvellous. When do you think you’ll bring him again?’ Bert’s face was alight.

      Anna mentally whizzed through her calendar. ‘Probably in a couple of weeks.’

      ‘After New York?’ asked Bert.

      ‘Err,’ Anna faltered, she’d pushed it to the back of her mind although her plan was to call in sick on the morning of the flight. It seemed the easiest get-out approach.

      ‘Anna.’ His voice was earnest. ‘Sometimes you need to be braver than you think possible. This is one of those times.’

      Anna’s stomach lurched. It sounded like one of Roberta’s better quotes. ‘I guess.’

      ‘Then I’ll see you and Maurice after you’ve been to New York.’

      Sophie looked at home in Anna’s kitchen eating biscuits while Anna went through her post.

      ‘I saw my GP today. He’s given me some medication in case I want to give flying a go,’ said Anna, feeling the familiar acidic flush in her stomach at the very thought of a plane.

      ‘That’s a hugely positive step. Well done, you.’ Sophie gave her a hug.

      ‘Coffee?’ asked Anna, discarding a pile of leaflets that had been put through with her letters.

      ‘I’m not stopping long but Dave insisted on doing bath time so I thought I might as well pop here for a quick natter and a catch up on all the office gossip.’

      ‘Of course, it’s always lovely to see you,’ said Anna. ‘Not much happening in the office though. Roberta’s still spouting Minnie Mouse’s best motivational quotes and Karl’s still walking up and down while he takes his phone calls.’

      ‘Why do men do that?’

      ‘I have no idea,’ she said, opening an ordinary white envelope and pulling out an invitation. For a moment she experienced a bubble of excitement but when she saw what it said a wave of nausea came over her. Everything that haunted her about the past rushed into her mind and she found herself gripping the card tightly.

      ‘You okay?’ asked Sophie, peering closer. ‘What is it?’ She took the card from Anna’s sweating palm and read it. ‘A university reunion?’

      ‘Is someone playing games?’ Anna searched Sophie’s face for reassurance.

      ‘No, you’re overthinking this. Unis have reunions all the time. People love all the nostalgia it throws up.’ Sophie paused. ‘You know, maybe you should consider going. Lay some ghosts to rest?’

      Anna felt giddy at the thought and had to take a deep breath to control the panic rising inside her. She shook her head. ‘I … I couldn’t. The thought of being there brings it all back.’

      ‘It’s all right.’ Sophie squeezed her shoulder. ‘You don’t have to do anything. But until you face it you’ll never move on. It’s like all the things that scare us in life. You can try ignoring them but eventually they rear up and …’ Anna was blinking rapidly. ‘Forget I said that,’ said Sophie. ‘What do I know?’ She dropped the invitation in the bin and Anna watched it tumble as if in slow motion. ‘Tell me all about your New York plans instead.’

      Anna knew Sophie was right. How much longer could she go on being afraid of her past, ignoring the damage that still haunted her? She knew something had to change but for now Anna just needed to sit down.

      Anna gripped her passport tightly. ‘You need to hand it over now,’ said Hudson, his voice seeming far away.

      ‘What?’ Anna snapped back to the moment. She was standing at the check-in desk at Heathrow Airport. This was her last chance to back out. She’d failed at all the other opportunities. Somehow she felt like she’d made Bert a promise. After this, she was getting on an aeroplane. Anna swallowed hard.

      ‘Anna.’ Hudson’s voice was firmer this time. ‘You need to do this,’ he said, before lowering his voice. ‘Because if you don’t there is now a long line of customers who will merrily lynch you.’

      Anna nodded more times than was healthy in quick succession. ‘Right. Yes. I can do this.’ She forcefully thrust her passport forward, taking the zoned-out check-in desk operative by surprise.

      ‘Thank you, have you read the list regarding hand luggage …’ It seemed to kick-start him off on his recited piece, which he probably repeated hundreds of times a day. Anna answered the questions as if she were in court being charged with something. When the grilling was over he held out her passport and boarding pass and said in a singsong voice, ‘Have a nice flight.’

      Anna was trying to form a reply when Hudson guided her away. ‘Next we are going through security check, then to the champagne bar.’

      ‘I’m going to need to score hard drugs before I can get on the plane. What am I doing?’ Anna spun around feeling disorientated by all the jolly people with brightly coloured cases.

      ‘You are getting on a plane to New York if it’s the last thing you do.’

      Anna stopped walking. ‘It was the last thing my sister did,’ she said, her face serious.

      ‘What?’ Hudson looked shocked.

      ‘Lynsey, my sister. I told you she had undiagnosed epilepsy and had a seizure.’

      ‘Yeah.’ He gave a sympathetic head tilt.

      ‘It happened on the flight to Tenerife.’ Anna felt wobbly as a sick sensation washed over her.

      Hudson rubbed his temple. ‘That’s why you have a fear of flying.’ It was a statement, not a question, but Anna nodded. ‘I’m sorry if I’ve pressured you into this. I didn’t realise …’

      ‘It’s okay. I have to face it one day. Why not today?’ She tried her hardest to sound positive.

      ‘Why not indeed.’ He linked arms with her and escorted her to security.

      The business lounge was like a very swish hotel reception and Hudson checked them both in. Anna was still feeling a little flustered after the security check. She was sitting with an orange juice watching Hudson sip chilled champagne.

      ‘You’ve done this loads, haven’t you?’ she asked.

      ‘Yep, I’ve no idea how many times. It’s like taking the train to me.’

      ‘That’s good,’ said Anna. ‘I’ll remember that. It’s like taking the train … apart from being thirty-nine thousand feet up in the air!’ She took a gulp from her orange juice and choked.

      ‘Hey, slowly,’ said Hudson, taking the glass off her. ‘It’ll be completely fine. I promise you.’ The way he looked into her eyes as he said it made her insides turn to mush. ‘Let’s get something to eat and then I’ve booked us in for a massage.’

      ‘Booked us a massage?’

      ‘It’ll СКАЧАТЬ