Do You Really Want to Yurt Me? by Daisy Tate

Author:Daisy Tate
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2019-06-28T17:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

‘Right everyone!’ Freya clapped her hands until she had the entire group’s attention. A feat, considering the children were on sugar highs and Monty was knee-deep in an instruction manual on how to download the footage from the mini time-lapse camera he’d taped to the top of one of the windbreaks to chronicle their holiday.

‘Here’s the plan for today!’

Monty shouted, ‘Boo! I thought the whole point of camping was that there were no plans. Isn’t that right kids?’ He tried to start a ‘No plans, no plans’ chant, but Freya shot him a look and the children knew better than to side with Monty when Freya unleashed The Look.

For once, it was rather pleasant being She Who Must Be Obeyed, because this time she wouldn’t be telling anyone off. When Izzy, Luna, Emily and Bonzer had arrived the night before, that elusive cure-all she’d been trying to plumb from deep within her had finally surfaced. Me-time. Not alone time as such, but she had to get her head around her insanely overdrawn life, and having her girlfriends to bounce ideas off – or at least listen to her vent – seemed critical if she were going to sort herself out. With no money to pack her family off to a hotel, or a theme park, or anywhere else for that matter, she’d been absolutely floored when Charlotte had said she would like to give Freya a belated fortieth by doing just that.

As uncomfortable as she was accepting hand-outs, Freya had been twisting into an increasing tailspin all week, her failures and Monty’s accumulating like tiny little daggers.

It seemed too generous a gift seeing as all she’d given Charlotte were some linen napkins. Pukka, but … not quite on a par with paying for her whole family to have a play-day. After Charlotte intimated that she could do with some girlfriend time every bit as much as Freya could, Freya relented.

Charlotte’s first suggestion had been for a spa day. But Freya loved it here at the beach, so when they thought up a few options for the children, Charlotte had gone Grouponing. The gesture felt like a lifeline. A friend who could see she was cracking at the seams throwing her a suture kit in the nick of time.

One day. One entire day alone with her and her girlfriends. They needed it. Charlotte’s life was in crisis. Freya’s life was in crisis. Izzy’s sounded pretty up in the air. Even Emily seemed a bit unsettled. Something about things not working out the way she’d thought with Callum. Which, Freya had to admit, hadn’t come as much of a surprise. Not that she would ever ever broach it with her, because Emily could be so damn uptight, but Callum had been rather … fashionable, and there was always the thing that had niggled away at her: that maybe just maybe Emily might want to be looking at people of another persuasion?

Anyway. She pictured wine. She pictured snacks. Smelly cheese the children would never eat.

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