Jess nods like she understands, but she doesn’t really. No one, unless they’re in this situation, will ever understand what it’s like to lose control of my life so much that it’s hard to even do my own food shop in person. One time I ordered two cucumbers, and it was substituted for two bottles of cucumber-scented hand wash instead. Not exactly nutritious.
I open the freezer and locate some party food at the back. Some mini pizzas, chicken nuggets, chips, sausage rolls. I bang up the heat on the oven and warm us up a feast. I text Luc.
SIENNA
Are you free on 4th?
Luc replies immediately.
LUC
Of July?
SIENNA
No of never
LUC
Yes, I’m free on 4th July – why do you ask?
SIENNA
Rory has acharity gala thing. Surprised Mimi hasn’t already asked
LUC
Rory?
SIENNA
You know, my brother
That’s what you took from that message?
LUC
Is this you asking me out?
SIENNA
Don’t make me beg
LUC
Look at you arranging or next date already
You must really like me
SIENNA
Don’t get ahead of yourself Lucas
My mouth is dry. I don’t deserve Luc’s kindness. At some point, we’re going to have to speak properly about our past.
There’s a new message from Mimi, reminding me again about Thursday’s movie premiere, and that she’ll be getting a designer to send over a rented dress I can wear – either something from Valentino or Vivienne Westwood. And that Luc will be given a rented suit which matches my dress.
SIENNA
