Lost in La La Land by Tara Brown

Author:Tara Brown [Brown, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2017-04-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

“So then I told Mary that if she spent more time taking a turn about the garden and less time popping sweets into her mouth she might actually be able to keep up with her kids.”

Lana’s eyes widened as she took another chip from the bowl. “You didn't. About time someone told her off.”

“I wouldn't normally say anything about the amount someone eats, but she complains so much. I tire of it and her.” I sighed and ate a chip with dip, being the pillar of virtue I clearly was.

“Has Anne arrived yet?”

“No. They think she might come in the next couple of days. She said a fortnight, but I suspect she’ll want to get to Wentworth faster. She still loves him.”

“But he loves you.” She brushed her foot against my leg.

“Maybe. How is motherhood?” I asked, changing the subject.

“Wonderful. The labor was awful, as I imagined it would be. But Celeste is beautiful and sweet. She sleeps like an angel and I swear she smiles at me. The doctor says no, says it can’t be a smile yet. Just gas. But I know my baby. It’s a smile.” Her eyes lit up.

“How does Danny love it?”

“He’s amazing. I don't know what I ever did to deserve him.” She gushed. “I wish you could meet him. You would get along so well.” She grabbed another chip and my brain did its usual what if.

I sat back, pausing in thought.

“Shall I go first or you?” She remarked, not realizing she had spurned an idea in my mind.

“Emma, you or me? Who’s first?”

I blinked. “You.” My story could wait and it would give me time to think.

We went upstairs and I hooked her in, setting it for ten hours. We were able to go that long now. It was our full night’s rest.

As Lana drifted off to sleep, I contemplated everything Marguerite had said and what we needed to do to fix up the house.

I’d gone over several contractors’ business sites, choosing a few to have a meeting with.

I also considered having someone who would be here while we were in the machine. As it was, we only spent a few hours together per day, as each person was in for ten hours. It was like a married couple working shift work opposite each other. But if we had a helper who could put us in and monitor us, we could go in at the same time, a night shift. And then we could live and go on during the day, like normal people. Not to mention, the added bonus of going into each other’s worlds.

The outside world, apart from our helper, wouldn't know how we spent each night. How we left this world for another, exploring and creating it together.

I combed through the résumés we’d received, unsure of exactly what kind of qualifications I was looking for. What exactly did this caretaker need?

One stood out.

Her face and eyes reminded me of Mrs. Humboldt at Wentworth’s. She had a soft look to her, but maybe also that little bit of extra sass we needed in our lives.

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