Me and My Sisters by Sinead Moriarty

Author:Sinead Moriarty [Moriarty, Sinead]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
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ISBN: 9781844882458
Publisher: Penguin Books Ltd
Published: 2011-05-24T14:00:00+00:00

21

Sophie

Jack is due back today, thank God. I don’t know what on earth is going on with my bank account – I haven’t been able to get any money out for three days. I had to borrow from Mimi this morning to pay for my coffee.

I’d left several frantic messages for Jack, but his phone was permanently switched to voicemail. Eventually, after the sixth, when I asked him to please have the courtesy of letting me know if he was still alive, he sent a brief text saying he was up to his eyes but he’d be back home today at about eleven.

I’d put a sundress and a clutch-bag on hold in Harvey Nicks and I wanted to pick them up and pay for them this afternoon; I also wanted to pay back Victoria for the Missoni scarf. I didn’t like owing people money: it made me uncomfortable. I’d never borrowed money from anyone. I’d been working since I was eighteen, so I’d always had my own money, and then I’d married Jack. Since then I’d never had to think about it.

As I drove home after the coffee, my phone rang. It was Victoria.

‘Hi, Sophie. Listen, Gerry’s been trying to get in touch with Jack for days. He needs the cheque for our weekend in Venice. Everyone else has paid, so we’re just waiting on you guys.’

‘Sorry about that. He’s been in New York and completely swamped with work. I’ve barely heard from him myself.’

‘We really need the money by tomorrow.’

‘He’s due in this morning. In fact, I expect he’ll be home when I get back to the house. I’ll drop the cheque in to you this afternoon and the money I owe you for the scarf.’

‘Great, thanks.’

‘I can’t wait for Venice. The Cipriani is supposed to be incredible,’ I said.

‘It’s lovely. We’ve been there a few times. Gerry’s booked a suite for us.’

‘Oh, wow. Is the shopping good?’

‘You have to know where you’re going. I’ll show you around – I know Venice pretty well.’

‘Great! It’ll be nice to get away.’

‘I know – it’s been a month since I was in Paris and I badly need a change of scenery. It’s so dreary here, nothing but doom and gloom and recession talk.’

‘I agree. I’ll call you later. I’ve just arrived home and Jack’s car is here, so I’ll sort out the payment for you.’

‘I’ll see you later. ’Bye.’

I opened the door and walked into the kitchen. ‘Jack?’ I called.

The kitchen was empty, but his suitcase was lying on the floor.

‘Jack?’ I shouted.

Nothing. He must be in the shower. I began to go upstairs to find him when I heard a strange noise coming from his office. It sounded like … hiccuping. I opened the door and found my husband sitting at his desk, with his face in his hands … sobbing.

I froze. In all the years we had been together, I had never seen Jack cry. His whole body was shaking. I pulled myself together and ran over to him. ‘Jack! What’s wrong?’

He was too upset to speak.

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