The Silent Cry by Cathy Glass

Author:Cathy Glass
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2015-11-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Gina

On Sunday we went to my parents’ house for the day. We tend to take it in turns – they come to us and then we go to them. They’re the archetypal loving grandparents who dote on their grandchildren and spoil them with their time and affection. They also welcome into their home and hearts any child or children I am fostering. As was usual for a Sunday, Mum cooked a full roast for dinner, followed by her delicious homemade apple pie with melt-in-your-mouth pastry, served with lashings of warm custard. We ate ourselves to a standstill. The weather wasn’t so good, but we managed a short walk after dinner and then spent the rest of the afternoon playing games indoors. My parents have endless enthusiasm and patience for even the most trivial and repetitive of children’s games, whether it is pushing a line of toy cars around and around the living-room floor, creating domino runs and watching them fall, or role-playing superheroes – Batman and Robin, and so forth.

We left around six o’clock after a sandwich tea and returned home in plenty of time for John’s phone call from America. He spoke to Adrian first, then Paula and me. His contract had eight weeks to run and then he would be home, hopefully for good. Five minutes after we’d finished speaking to him the phone rang again. ‘We’re popular tonight,’ I said to Adrian as I picked up the handset in the living room. It was Shelley.

‘Hi, love, great to hear from you,’ I said. ‘How are you both?’

‘Fantastic. Couldn’t be better.’ She sounded really upbeat. ‘I thought you’d like to know how my visit to Carol’s went.’

‘Yes, indeed. I have been wondering.’

‘It was perfect. Carol is lovely, just like I remember her. She was so pleased to see me, and so were her family. They were all there when we arrived and they kissed and hugged Darrel and me as we went in like we were family. I said I was sorry that I hadn’t kept in touch, but they were OK about that. They said they’d often thought about me and wondered how I was doing. I was really touched. Carol is still fostering and she’s looking after a really stroppy teenager at present, Chantelle. She was there and she had a right face on her. She’s fourteen and reminded me of how I was at her age. I told her she needed to lighten up and appreciate all Carol was doing for her. Carol was nearly in tears when I said that.’

I knew exactly how Carol must have felt.

‘Chantelle said she wanted a baby like me, so when Carol was out of the room I gave her a good talking to. I told her that although I love Darrel loads I wish I’d waited to have him until I had a career and flat of my own. I don’t know if she was listening, but I had to say something. I know how she feels

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