Something Blue for Sophie Drew by Katey Lovell

Author:Katey Lovell [Lovell, Katey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bloodhound Books

Chapter 20

“Look at that hair.” Grant roared with laughter. “Talk about a bowl haircut.”

“It’s the matching jumpers that really make it. They finish off the look,” Chris said with a chuckle. “What a mess.”

Andrea feigned hurt, but there was a smile on her face too. “I knitted those sweaters especially for you three. Took me ages.”

“Thank the Lord I missed out on that pleasure.” Dale pressed his hands together as though in prayer, every inch the cheeky youngest child.

“Well, I think you all look very smart indeed,” I interjected, always the diplomat. “Maybe you could do a recreation of it. I saw something on Facebook where a family had posed in the same places and clothes as in photos from their childhood and it was really sweet.”

“I don’t think so,” Max said at the same time as Dale said, “I’d pay good money to see these three dressed up like that.”

“There’s no chance I’m making matching jumpers for you three now, it’d take me the best part of a year.” Andrea beamed at her sons.

“We could always buy them instead. And get one for you too, Dale. Wouldn’t want you to feel like you were missing out.” Hector let out a gruff laugh, as Bunty, the Oakley family’s grumpy cat who hated everyone except Max’s Dad, nuzzled against his legs before jumping into his lap and stealing a chunk of cheese from his paper plate.

“Ha bloody ha.” Dale rolled his eyes but it was done with affection rather than disdain. “The one advantage of being the youngest is not being made to wear those hideous jumpers.”

Grant snorted. “One advantage? You get away with murder, and you know it. And Mum and Dad were less strict by the time you came along. We were never allowed TVs in our rooms but you got a telly, PlayStation, the lot!”

“Different generation,” Dale quipped, the cheeky expression of a youngest child spreading further across his face. “I can’t help it that you lot are so much older.”

“Now now, boys,” Andrea interrupted, used to playing the role of referee between her sons. “You know we love you all equally.”

Max draped his arm across his mum’s shoulder, and Andrea rested her head against his chest. I still wasn’t used to this touchy-feely aspect of family life. Hugs had been a part of my childhood, but not in the same way as it was in the Oakley family, where they were given at any opportunity.

“But Dale gets away with the most,” my fiancé insisted. “Youngest sibling privileges.”

The joking continued but I was distracted by the grumbles coming from Scarlett’s direction. She’d been fed before we left but she’d been so hungry lately that I’d brought two bottles of milk with me just in case. When I’d mentioned my concerns to the health visitor, she’d not seemed fussed in the slightest, saying it could be a growth spurt and that babies know what they need so to allow Scarlett to take the lead. Which was all well and good, but exhausting, because it was nigh on impossible to plan anything.

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