As Easter weekend approaches, family woes kick in.
Solicitor and I are on speaking terms. Last night I cooked him a nice meal and apologised as soon as he walked through the door. He didn't say much, he just nodded. Things aren't right yet, but they will be. I will speak to him properly tonight and tell him what happened and why.
We decided to spend Easter weekend separately. Mother and Stepfather invited me and Sister to their home. It's the first time in years that we'd be there at the same time.
It takes me back to the days when I was in my late teens and Sister was planning her wedding. Mother, Sister and I picked out hundreds of pictures of dresses, cakes, flowers etc and presented them to Stepfather along with price tags. His hair practically fell out during that weekend!
Solicitor planned to spend the weekend with his very large and loud family. His mother was of course upset that her "new daughter in law" wasn't coming. I love that about his family. They welcomed me into their arms with no questions. When I pointed out that Solicitor and I are not married or even engaged, his mother laughed and said "You don't need a piece of paper or a ring to prove that you are man and wife, I can see it in your hearts."
This morning, Mother called.
"Hi Elise, I've got some news."
Please don't say something sick like your pregnant.... That would be awful!
"Well you remember my cousin Tommy, don't you?"
"Well Tommy's daughter Marlene is getting married and we're invited to the engagement party."
"Okay. Should I bring a formal dress with me?"
"Darling, you haven't been invited."
"Oh okay. What day is it?"
"It's a weekend thing... In Scotland."
"You and Stepfather going to Scotland?"
"I'm sorry darling, I know you and your sister were looking forward to this weekend."
"Honestly, Mother it's fine. Have a good time."
When I hung up I felt like crying. It sounds so stupid, but I felt so angry at her. Angry because I miss her. Ever since I was young I was always craving her attention. She left me to live with Grandmama when I was 13 and moved out of the city with Stepfather. I spent all of my weekends with them but it wasn't the same.
For a few moments I sat on the sofa cradling the phone in my hands. I could spend the weekend with Solicitor I suppose. Or I could call Sister and we could do something together.
I called Father.
"What's wrong?" He answered.
I've only ever called him during emergencies.
"Nothing. I just felt like talking."
"What are you doing this weekend?"
"You're mother cancelled on you."
I felt a giant lump in my throat.
"Do you fancy spending some time with me? Lady-Friend wants to get to know you better."
"I don't want to impose."
"Elise, I wanted you to be with me this weekend. You're mother got there first."
"Yes. Why don't you come by tomorrow night and we can have dinner and talk. Just the two of us."
"What about Lady-Friend?"
"I'll ask her to wait until Saturday. I need some alone time with you."
"I love you."