So she did, explaining the circumstances which had led up to Luke’s meeting Celia.
‘So he hasn’t been two-timing me,’ she finished up. ‘He only met Celia yesterday.’
‘Perhaps, but he didn’t tell you the truth about why he was going up to his dad’s fishing cabin on Lake Macquarie in the first place, did he?’
‘No, but I can understand why. He’d been thrown for a loop when the solicitor told him his Dad wanted to leave his weekender to some strange woman.’
‘You make a lot of excuses for him, don’t you? He was still unfaithful to you. And he hurt you, Isabel.’
‘He didn’t mean to. Look, I’m sorry I told you about it now. It’s really none of your business. Thank you for ringing and for making me feel a little better, but I think we should leave it right there, don’t you? As I said, we want different things in life. I wonder…could you possibly post my phone back to me?’
‘I’d rather drop it off to you.’
‘And I’d rather you didn’t.’
‘You’re afraid of me,’ he said, startled by this realisation.
‘Don’t be ridiculous!’
Oh-oh. She was definitely sobering up. And returning to her former stroppy self.
‘Just tell me one thing.’
‘What?’
‘Did you love him?’
‘I was marrying him,’ she snapped. ‘What do you think?’
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