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didn’t want to, and I wanted to be
hateful, but Kelvin was so nice about it, telling me not to worry a takeaway
was easy to arrange.  I shouted at my mum today, for giving Esme chocolate
before lunch, and I couldn’t get my hair straight and your date has backed out,
and oh God, I’m just so fed up!”    Kerry’s body was wracked
with sobs, as she now fought to catch her breath.
    “Please, calm down.  It’s not the end of the world.
Kelvin is right, takeaway will be fine, and I don’t particularly want to be set
up with some sad old bachelor who works with Kelvin,” cooed Charlotte.
    “It was Jason Conrad actually.”  Kerry blew her nose in
disgust.
    Charlotte’s comforting smile collapsed into a frown. “Bloody
hell, now that is a different thing. He's gorgeous.  Anyway, as for your
mum, she will have forgotten already you telling her off, you’re always telling
her off for something, so stop being silly and stop crying.”
    “But what about my hair, it looks awful?” Kerry sobbed.
    Charlotte looked at Kerry’s usual neat hair, “Well, erm,
have you got something that you could tie it up with?”  She looked at her
sympathetically as Kerry started to cry again.
    Ten minutes later with newly applied makeup and freshly
straightened hair, Kerry went to find Kelvin, leaving Charlotte to look in on
her Goddaughter.  She gently opened the door to Esme’s room, careful not
to make a sound, so as not to wake the sleeping child, or let everyone
downstairs hear her on the baby monitor.  Charlotte looked down on Esme, all
pink and clean and baby smelling, in her white towelling romper suit.  She
carefully picked up the baby’s hand with her forefinger, marvelling at the way
the teeny little fingers curled around hers, even in sleep.  Charlotte
watched as with each breath a small blonde curl bobbed up and down on Esme’s
cheek, suddenly Esme stirred, and she started to rub her nose furiously with
her free hand, she shook her head slightly, then as quickly as she had moved
she was still again, back into a deep sleep.  Charlotte gently unravelled
her fingers and kissed Esme lovingly on her head before going downstairs.
    “Oh there you are, been peeking have you?” Kelvin asked,
smiling.
    “I just thought that I’d check on her, I haven’t woken her
up,” replied Charlotte wagging a finger jokingly at Kelvin.  “Anyway,
how’s Kerry now?” she asked, placing a hand on Kelvin’s shoulder.
    He looked worried as he glanced behind to check whether
Kerry was about.  “Okay I think, but can I ring you for a chat. I think
it’s time I tried to get her to go and see someone about how she is feeling,
but I think I may need to back up.”
    “Why, do you think she will fight against it?” Charlotte was
really worried about Kerry, and Kelvin seemed to be confirming what she and
Bets had thought for a while; there was something wrong, and she needed help.
    “I’m sure she will, aside from which I don’t seem to be able
to do anything right these days, so I thought that she might listen to you or
Bets more.”
    “I wouldn’t bet on it Kelvin. I've tried to raise the
subject of post natal depression, and I know Bets has too, but we have both had
our heads bitten off.”  Charlotte smiled sympathetically as she could see
the desperation in Kelvin’s eyes.
    “Oh dear,” sighed Kelvin, “but will it still be okay to
ring. We need to try to come up with something?”
    “Of course it is. Kerry will be fine, you know?”
    “I know,” Kelvin nodded, “but when, that’s what I want to
know.”
     
    In the lounge, Bets was thoroughly enjoying herself, talking
and flirting with Stuart, the mystery guest. 
    As she walked into the lounge Bets was surprised at how her
stomach had flipped on seeing him getting up from the sofa to greet her. 
She felt warm and happy that he was who had been brought in as her date. 
Previous meetings were merely flirtatious, quick conversations, not like
tonight;