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were convinced - future triumphs. ‘We are having a little celebration,’ they had said, making it sound as if there would be associates, sponsors, friends. But they were alone, drinking champagne and already tiddly.
    It was the end of their first year. They had worked hard, harder than they had expected. Things had gone so well there was already talk of expanding. That would mean even longer hours, and more work for the grandmothers.
    ‘They wouldn’t mind,’ said Hannah,
    i think they would,’ said Mary.
    There was something in her voice, and Hannah looked to see what Mary was wanting her to understand. Then, she said, ‘It’s not a question of us working our butts off - and their working their butts off-they want us to get pregnant again.’
    ‘Exactly,’ said Mary.
    ‘I wouldn’t mind, said Hannah. ‘I told Ian, yes, but there’s no hurry. We can get our business established and then let’s see. But you’re right, that’s what they want.’
    ‘They,’ said Mary. ‘ They want. And what they want they intend to have.’
    Here Hannah showed signs of unrest. Compliant by nature, biddable, she had begun by deferring to Mary, such a strong character, but now she was asserting herself. ‘I think they are very kind.’
    ‘They,’ said Mary, ‘Who the hell are they to be kind to you?
    ‘Oh, come on! We wouldn’t have been able to start this business at all without the grandmothers helping with everything.’
    ‘Roz is so damned tactful all the time,’ said Mary, and it exploded out of her, the champagne aiding and abetting. She poured some more. ‘They’re both so tactful.’
    ‘You must be short of something to complain about.’
    ‘I feel they are watching us all the time to make sure we come up to the mark.’
    ‘What mark?’
    ‘I don’t know, ‘said Mary, tears imminent. ‘I wish I knew. There’s something there!
    ‘They don’t want to be interfering mothers-in-law.’
    ‘Sometimes I hate them.’
    ‘Hate! Hannah dismissed, with a smile,
    ‘They’ve got them, don’t you see? Sometimes I feel …’
    ‘It’s because they didn’t have fathers - the boys. Ian’s father died and Tom’s went oft” and married someone else. That’s why the four of them are so close.’
    ‘I don’t care why. Sometimes I feel like a spare part.’
    ‘I think you’re being unfair.’
    ‘Tom wouldn’t care who he was married to. It could be a seagull or a … or a… wombat.’
    Hannah flung herself back in her chair, laughing.
    ‘I mean it. Oh, he’s ever so damned kind. He’s so nice. I shout at him and I pick a fight, anything just to make him - see me. And then the next thing we’re in bed having a good screw.’
    But Hannah didn’t feel anything like that. She knew Ian needed her. It was not only the slight dependence because of his gammy leg, he sometimes clung to her, childlike. Yes, there was something of the child in him - a little. One night he had called out to Roz m his sleep, and Hannah had woken him. ‘You were dreaming of Roz,’ she told him.
    At once awake and wary, he said, ‘Hardly surprising. I’ve known her all my life. She was like another mother.’ And he buried his face in her breasts .’Oh, Hannah, I don’t know what I’d do without you.’

    Now that Hannah was standing up to her, Mary was even more alone. Once she had felt, there’s Hannah, at least I’ve got Hannah.
    Thinking over this conversation afterwards, Mary knew there was something there that eluded her. That was what she always felt. And yet what was she complaining about? Hannah was right. When she looked at their situation from outside, married to these two covetable men, well-known, well-set-up, well-off, generally liked - so what was she complaining about? I have everything, she decided. But then, a voice from her depths - I have nothing. She lacked everything, i have nothing,’ she told herself, as waves of emptiness swept over her. In the deep centre of her life - nothing, an absence.
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