Masters & Lovers Box Set Three

Chapter 50

 

Michael

It’s an ordinary house, as average as they come; one small property in a block of near-identical brick-built terraces. The paint is fresh, but not too fresh. And the door, fronting directly to the road, looks well-used. But the windows are clean; no litter fouls the frontage…

And there is a light on inside…

Charlotte sits in the car, inert. Her face is a pale sheen and, as I take her fingers in mine, her hand is cold.

I lift the fingers, press them to my lips. “This is it, then.”

She nods but doesn’t move. “Suppose she doesn’t want to see me?” She’s gasping for air…

Panic attack?

“… She abandoned me all those years ago. Suppose she just didn’t want me?”

“Why would she not want you?”

“Because I’m his.”

James speaks. “There are plenty of mothers whose children have unworthy fathers, but they still love them.”

“You don’t have to do this, Charlotte,” I say, “but if you don’t, you’ll never be happy. Whatever happens, good or bad, at least you’ll know. Your life can move on.”

A figure moves past the window. Partially silhouetted against the light inside, nonetheless, there is the impression of a pale face, a red tint to the hair.

Charlotte straightens up, muttering. “Right… I’m okay. Let’s do this.” Without looking back, she steps out of the car and crosses the road.

I wind the window down. “Got any tissues in the car?” murmurs James.

“Course I have.”

*****

 

Charlotte

I stand in front of the door, suddenly timid again. My heart pounds so hard there’re touches of black at the edge of my vision.

Chill out…

Calm down…

*Deep breath*

*Roll neck and shoulders*

My chest loosens and my breath flows a little more easily.

Good to go…

My finger hovers over the brass-button bell, then presses. A Bing-Bong echoes from somewhere beyond.

of movement, the

The door opens.

She’s there.

face is pale and tired. Lines radiate from the corners of her eyes. Her mouth is down-turned at the corners. Silver threads through amber hair. But her green eyes - I know them. I see them every day in

I can't. Sucking for saliva, I try again.

touches my face, her eyes widening, her mouth opening. She’s trying to speak, her lips

at me, throwing her arms around

I. And she holds me tight, then stands back to look at

*****

 

James

and pulls out a box of tissues, then a rucksack, slinging it over his shoulder. “Why d’you

“Beats me.”

creasing, Michael is holding in a smile,

to want

at each other. Up

Jade…

My Jade…

Finally finding your dreams…

of her hand under her nose and Michael waves the tissues at her.

Green…

So familiar…

him, then return

Michael… my husband… Mom…” Charlotte whispers the final

inside.” She motions

“James Alexanders. I’m a family friend. And

*****

dismal wallpaper. I’ve stayed in a few like it myself in my time; after my

my throat kicking and punching as it goes. But I drink the dreadful brew anyway. To my side, Michael looks down at his cup, then knocks it back in one

Get it over with…

“Would you

something better. “Champagne. Thought I’d keep it back ‘til I was

turns shining eyes on him, albeit eyes shining

leans, kisses her cheek. “Congratulations. I’m so happy

Mitch’s eyes follow him…

just a

But a son-in-law…

was a

Meeting my new son…

And it was Michael…

champagne into disposal plastic flutes, handing them around, then sits back, an ankle resting up

Tall…

Handsome…

Devastatingly charming…

pretty

my

follow

nods, blinking. “Mitch, Michael and I both know how much this means to Char… to Jenny. She’s been searching for you for years…” I’m set to ramble

a hint

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