Her Best Friend's Husband by Alison Irving

Author:Alison Irving [Irving, Alison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bloodhound Books

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

The day after our lunch with the Fords, I had planned to meet my sister Liz and woke to Will’s gentle snores beside me. It was only 4am, the middle of the night for anyone except insomniacs. Bone-tired, yet unable to get back to sleep, I gave up on the pretence and crept out of bed. It was pointless staying there while my mind bounced about like the proverbial cat on a hot tin roof.

One minute I was replaying the last ferocious fight with Liz; the next I was remembering the initial cause of our tattered relationship. Occasionally snippets of good memories sneaked through. I would recall the years when we were each other’s best friends, the two of us against the world.

Rather than going into the living room, I went into our underused playroom. We had called it the playroom when the girls were small, a hangout for teenagers when they outgrew dolls, and since they were now adults, we’d furnished it as a small sitting room complete with a sofa bed and floor-to-ceiling bookcases. To me, it would always be the playroom. I generally shunned this room as it reminded me of a golden era when I knew where the girls were at all times, and their biggest dilemma was if they should wear pink or purple that day. Wistfulness for those carefree days was so powerful it could incapacitate me at times.

The bookcases were neatly stacked with books purchased primarily because of their aesthetics, not their contents. I’d never read any of them and neither had Will. However all the featured houses in the home magazines had extensive bookcases, so we duly cast original opinion aside, and filled ours with books which had pristine spines and impeccable dust jackets.

I lay down on the comfortable sofa, tucked a dark blue throw over me, the lone tripod floor lamp emitting a warm glow. I knew if I was to repair my relationship with Liz, we must both admit our faults. To forgive each other once and for all. Though I pined for reconciliation, I was unsure if it was possible, as the cuts may have been too harsh.

I was afraid of unleashing further recollections, but to move forward, I knew I must confront them. From the safety of my home in the hills, I thought about what had occurred the day after my humiliation at the hands of the Hunk and the Coven. Even now, it made me want to rail at the injustice of it all. The memory I had shied away from for so long was laid bare before me.

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