Life Or Something Like It

Finn laughed. ‘You’ve just got to relax and go with it.’

Cat was irritated by the insinuation that she wasn’t able to do this but their conversation was interrupted by the return of Claire and the girls.

‘Turned out to be a bit more of a lengthy visit than I’d hoped,’ she said cheerfully. ‘How about we find somewhere for a picnic, maybe on the patch of green outside the playground?’

‘Yay, picnic!’ cried Ellie.

Cat went to grab the picnic bag but Finn got there first. ‘Allow me,’ he said with a smile, walking towards the gate. ‘Boys! Food time!’ he cried. Cat noticed with secret envy how Charlie and James nodded and followed without argument.

Claire nudged Cat as they walked behind. ‘So-o, what do you think? He’s gorgeous, isn’t he?’

Cat didn’t want to get into a debate about the relative merits of this man. ‘Absolutely,’ she said flashing her best PR smile.

They spread two large picnic blankets under a large oak tree and the adults started to unpack the food. Cat opened the bag Andrew had prepared and peered at the sandwich fillings.

‘I think there’s tuna or cheese,’ she said to the children.

‘Isn’t there any ham?’ asked Charlie.

Cat could see this was another test and she wasn’t really in the mood. ‘No. There’s cheese or tuna,’ she said firmly.

‘Swap you,’ said Finn, holding out his sandwich to Charlie and smiling at Cat.

‘It’s okay, Finn,’ said Charlie, his neck flushing pink.

‘Seriously, mate. I’d rather have cheese.’

‘Are you sure?’ asked Charlie.

‘Yep. Here you go.’

‘Thanks,’ said Charlie.

Cat should have probably been grateful for this intervention but in truth she found it annoying. She ate her own sandwich in silence whilst Claire and Finn chatted. Ellie and her friends munched happily on their sandwiches. When she had finished, Ellie came and sat very close to Finn.

‘Hey, Miss Ellie. I haven’t had a chance to talk to you today. How’s tricks?’

‘Tricks are fine, thank you, Finn. Do you like my Auntie Cat?’

Finn glanced up at Cat, his eyes sparkling with amusement. ‘Well I don’t know. What do you think?’

Ellie thought for a moment. ‘She’s actually okay. She took us to a really nice restaurant yesterday but I was sick.’

‘Oh that’s a shame.’

‘Yes it was. Do you think you might want to marry my Auntie Cat?’

Cat nearly choked on the remainder of her sandwich and Finn laughed. ‘I think it’s too soon to say but probably.’

Claire grinned at Cat. ‘Good for you, girl.’

‘I’m glad my future is all sorted then,’ said Cat shaking her head.

‘You should be. I’m quite a catch,’ joked Finn.

After lunch, Cat went to buy more coffee and ice-creams for the children. When she returned, she noticed that Finn had joined the boys in a game of football. He had also picked up her beloved Kelly bag to mark the goals. ‘We needed some goalposts,’ he said with a grin. ‘You don’t mind, do you?’

It was said as a challenge. Charlie was watching her with scowling expectation. She couldn’t refuse. ‘Okay,’ she said. Never mind about marrying him, she was starting to hate this man.

They ate their ice-creams quickly and went back to the game. The girls had picked handfuls of daisies and were attempting to make daisy-chain bracelets. It made Cat falter for a second as she remembered making them as a child; why did every innocent activity she undertook with the kids bring back a forgotten memory? She sat a little distance away and watched as Claire showed them how to thread one stem through another. Cat closed her eyes and let the sun wash over her for a moment. She felt someone standing quite close to her and opened her eyes to see Ellie’s friend Daisy holding out a neat little bracelet of flowers. Cat hesitated for a second, so the little girl shoved it under her nose.

‘I made it for you,’ she said seriously. ‘You looked sad and I thought you would like it.’

Cat was amazed and touched. ‘Thank you, Daisy. That’s very sweet of you.’

‘I made you one too,’ said Ellie, pushing her way forwards.

‘And me,’ squeaked Izzy.

Claire laughed. ‘Nice to be popular, eh?’

‘Yes,’ said Cat, her voice wavering a little. ‘Yes it is. Thank you, girls.’

‘S’okay. Come on!’ cried Ellie as they skipped back to Claire.

Cat felt flustered by her reaction and decided to distract herself by checking her phone.

‘You’re a slave to social media, aren’t you?’ said Finn jogging over, picking up a water bottle and taking a deep gulp.

‘I’ll have you know that social media is the thing that makes the world go round,’ she said.

‘Is it indeed? Isn’t it just for needy people with low self-esteem constantly searching for some meaning in their lives?’

The comment was teasing but it made Cat bristle. ‘Actually, it’s very useful and necessary. It has helped people start revolutions and change the world.’

‘Oh right.’ Finn grinned. ‘How many revolutions have you started then?’ he quipped before jogging off to join the boys again.

Cat was furious. She could honestly say that she’d never met such an irritating man in her life before. She stared back at her phone. Today was the day of the Paradise Rivers perfume launch and her feed was awash with comments from supporters and trolls. The reality TV star was trending and if she had been at work, Cat would have been delighted with this result. Today, however, she felt dissatisfied. She threw her phone to one side and turned her attention to the boys’ football game. Charlie had just scored a goal, shooting the ball past James. Finn cheered and gave him a jubilant high five. Cat found his exhibitionist chumminess with the kids beyond annoying. She couldn’t believe the magnetism he seemed to have over people. She liked Claire but she could honestly say that she wouldn’t be in a hurry to meet up with Finn again.

At that moment she noticed a small dog running towards them. She watched in horror as it made a beeline for her handbag. The world seemed to move in slow motion and Cat couldn’t act in time to prevent the horror of the dog firstly sniffing and then lifting one of its tiny back legs before neatly peeing all over her prized possession.

Charlie and James fell about laughing. To his credit, Finn did shout at the dog and shoo it away but even he was suppressing a snigger as he carried the offending article back to Cat.

‘You might want to wipe this,’ he chuckled.

‘Oh no!’ cried Claire, rushing over with a packet of wipes. ‘That looks like a nice bag. Was it expensive?’

‘Yes, yes it was,’ said Cat weakly as she observed the urine-soaked green leather.