My mum’s spiritualist outlook is something I’ve ignored. But maybe, just maybe, there’s hope for me—for us.
“I know Pen always comes to the Frazer Foundation weekend. But this year, invite her as your guest.”
“I told you, she doesn’t want us to go public yet,” I admit. The hollow feeling in my stomach returns. “She should be on her honeymoon. She’s trying to be respectful.”
Mum taps her lips. “But that’s not all. That’s not what is worrying you.”
Damn her.
“No.” I sigh. “I wonder if she regrets splitting up with Kristophe. Pen had her future planned out. Now those plans are in the toilet, and she’s reshaping her future.”
“And you can’t be part of that reshaping? Have you talked to her?”
“I still question everything.”
“That makes me happy because it means you care. But Elijah, relationships are not just built on great sex, although it helps. They’re also built on trust and communication. Speak to Pen, tell her your fears. You’ll probably find you have the same ones.”
When I stay silent, she rolls her eyes, and I know she’s thinking life’s too short.
“As for my birthday weekend. Pen was supposed to be on her honeymoon, however, she’s always attended the Frazer Foundation Day, so you can invite her. How you both act in public is up to you. Kat will be back from her business trip so you can fill your sister in. I suspect Gabriel and Caleb have already taken out bets on you two.” Mum grins, a sly smirk forming. “Hopefully, your sister won’t castrate you. She’s very protective of Pen.”
“Ha ha, very funny.”
“She was there for Pen, and Pen for her. Those two are as close as sisters.”
“I’m her brother,” I say, feeling a little put out, but I can’t deny the strength of their bond. “Why are my family siding with my girlfriend?”
I pause, while Mum’s grin widens, and it’s then I realise what I’ve said.
“There’s hope for you yet, Elijah,” she says. “Now, let’s eat these sandwiches and pastries before they go stale. I’m starving.”
CHAPTER 51
PEN
Elijah, Lottie, and I enter the Frazer family home. I’m always transported back in time whenever I come here, to that first weekend when Franny took me aside and welcomed me, despite me being like a fish out of water.
“I’ve put you and Elijah in separate rooms,” she says, winking. “I know you’re trying to keep your relationship quiet. However, you’re next door to one another, and there’s a connecting door.”
I choke at her words, Elijah patting me on the back.
“Come now. I may be getting older, but I still remember what it’s like,” she adds.
I turn and hug her.
“It’s why I love you so much. You never cease to amaze or surprise me. Happy birthday, Franny.”
Elijah rolls his eyes as his mum and I embrace.
Franny turns to Lottie, who’s watching us.
“There’s a surprise I think you’ll like in the snug. Why don’t you come with me,” Franny says, linking arms with her granddaughter, who’s now taller than she is.
“What, Granny?”
Elijah takes my hand, and we follow behind the two, not needing to hide our relationship while it’s just us.
Franny opens the door, and a little squeak occurs.
