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Authors: Emily Harvale
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only just started snowing here but the flakes are huge and it won’t be long before it settles. It was pouring earlier too and now the temperature’s dropped, the roads will turn to ice. Better to be safe than sorry.’
‘That’s what I thought you’d say. If it had been forecast, we’d have left this morning, but all they said was rain!’
‘Same here. It’s not your fault Sarah. May I speak to Lily?’
‘Of course. Lily darling, Mummy’s on the ‘phone. I’ll call you tomorrow and see what the weather’s like then.’
‘Mummy! Mummy! It’s snowing! Can I make a snowman! Will you come, help me?’
Becky could feel her heart breaking from love and missing her child. ‘I wish I could sweetheart but the snow has made the roads dangerous. Grandpa will help you. Don’t stay out for too long though; it’s very cold. I miss you darling.’
‘Miss you Mummy.’
‘Have you had a good time?’
‘Uh huh. We did lots and lots.’
‘That’s good. What did you do?’
Lily spent the next ten minutes telling Becky about the zoo, the cinema, the theme park and all the other places she’d been during her week with her grandparents. By the time she’d finished Becky was missing her so much, she had tears running down her cheeks; she wanted desperately to hug her daughter.
‘She’s not coming back today then?’ Jess said, handing Becky a mug of coffee when she’d finally been able to bring herself to say goodbye.
Becky shook her head, too upset to speak.
‘Was she upset?’
Becky wiped her eyes with her hand and sniffed, grabbing a tissue from the box beside her and blowing her nose. ‘No. You know Lily. Nothing fazes her. She was a bit disappointed that I couldn’t go and help her build a snowman but she got over it when Harry said he’d get the sledge out and pull her around the garden.’
‘Which naturally, upset you even more,’ Susie said.
‘Naturally. I miss her so much. I could really use a hug right now.’
‘I’ll hug you.’ Jess grabbed Becky in a bear hug. ‘Is that better?’
‘Apart from the fact that I can hardly breathe, yes. Thanks.’
Jess grinned and let her go. ‘Why don’t we open a bottle of wine and watch a DVD later?’
‘Or we could build a snowman too,’ Susie suggested. ‘What? Why are you both looking at me like I’m a raving loon?’
‘I suppose,’ Jess said, ‘it’s because you are!’
The next morning, the snow was several inches deep and still falling and, as Becky had predicted, the reporters on the radio were warning of hazardous driving conditions and advising people not to attempt to drive unless absolutely necessary.
Becky stood in her kitchen, cradling a mug of coffee and watching the snow. She could picture Lily rushing out to check on the snowman she’d built yesterday. Harry had helped her send Becky a photo via his mobile phone and Lily had been thrilled when Becky had called her and told her how wonderful it was.
She shook herself mentally. She had got to stop getting so emotional about this. Lily was having a great time and would be home soon. In the meantime, she had to try and salvage Valentine’s Day. There was no chance of the snow miraculously disappearing by tomorrow and none of the elderly residents would want to venture out in this weather. At this rate, the entire evening would be a disaster.
Becky made a few calls – to Trisha, the vicar, Jess and Susie, Doreen and some others and was absolutely astonished to hear that, by hook or by crook, they’d get to the Dance. She called everyone she could think of who owned a four wheel drive and before long, she’d arranged for almost everyone attending, to be picked up. Perhaps it wouldn’t be a total disaster after all, she thought, and by lunchtime, she was beginning to feel rather optimistic.
She peered through the front window and saw that the snow had finally stopped. People were venturing out and she had to admit to herself that if Lily had been at home, they
‘That’s what I thought you’d say. If it had been forecast, we’d have left this morning, but all they said was rain!’
‘Same here. It’s not your fault Sarah. May I speak to Lily?’
‘Of course. Lily darling, Mummy’s on the ‘phone. I’ll call you tomorrow and see what the weather’s like then.’
‘Mummy! Mummy! It’s snowing! Can I make a snowman! Will you come, help me?’
Becky could feel her heart breaking from love and missing her child. ‘I wish I could sweetheart but the snow has made the roads dangerous. Grandpa will help you. Don’t stay out for too long though; it’s very cold. I miss you darling.’
‘Miss you Mummy.’
‘Have you had a good time?’
‘Uh huh. We did lots and lots.’
‘That’s good. What did you do?’
Lily spent the next ten minutes telling Becky about the zoo, the cinema, the theme park and all the other places she’d been during her week with her grandparents. By the time she’d finished Becky was missing her so much, she had tears running down her cheeks; she wanted desperately to hug her daughter.
‘She’s not coming back today then?’ Jess said, handing Becky a mug of coffee when she’d finally been able to bring herself to say goodbye.
Becky shook her head, too upset to speak.
‘Was she upset?’
Becky wiped her eyes with her hand and sniffed, grabbing a tissue from the box beside her and blowing her nose. ‘No. You know Lily. Nothing fazes her. She was a bit disappointed that I couldn’t go and help her build a snowman but she got over it when Harry said he’d get the sledge out and pull her around the garden.’
‘Which naturally, upset you even more,’ Susie said.
‘Naturally. I miss her so much. I could really use a hug right now.’
‘I’ll hug you.’ Jess grabbed Becky in a bear hug. ‘Is that better?’
‘Apart from the fact that I can hardly breathe, yes. Thanks.’
Jess grinned and let her go. ‘Why don’t we open a bottle of wine and watch a DVD later?’
‘Or we could build a snowman too,’ Susie suggested. ‘What? Why are you both looking at me like I’m a raving loon?’
‘I suppose,’ Jess said, ‘it’s because you are!’
The next morning, the snow was several inches deep and still falling and, as Becky had predicted, the reporters on the radio were warning of hazardous driving conditions and advising people not to attempt to drive unless absolutely necessary.
Becky stood in her kitchen, cradling a mug of coffee and watching the snow. She could picture Lily rushing out to check on the snowman she’d built yesterday. Harry had helped her send Becky a photo via his mobile phone and Lily had been thrilled when Becky had called her and told her how wonderful it was.
She shook herself mentally. She had got to stop getting so emotional about this. Lily was having a great time and would be home soon. In the meantime, she had to try and salvage Valentine’s Day. There was no chance of the snow miraculously disappearing by tomorrow and none of the elderly residents would want to venture out in this weather. At this rate, the entire evening would be a disaster.
Becky made a few calls – to Trisha, the vicar, Jess and Susie, Doreen and some others and was absolutely astonished to hear that, by hook or by crook, they’d get to the Dance. She called everyone she could think of who owned a four wheel drive and before long, she’d arranged for almost everyone attending, to be picked up. Perhaps it wouldn’t be a total disaster after all, she thought, and by lunchtime, she was beginning to feel rather optimistic.
She peered through the front window and saw that the snow had finally stopped. People were venturing out and she had to admit to herself that if Lily had been at home, they