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for the elevator, waving and smiling as I
passed her, “got to run, kids!!! You know how it is? See you tomorrow.”
     
    She
must have thought I was crazy but she didn’t say anything to me as I shot
passed her.
    As
I punched the call button at the elevator, I silently cursed at the damn thing
to hurry up as I heard Leah talking, and then giggling with Peterson.
    “God
does she actually like him?” I thought but silently thanked her for occupying
him as I hurtled into the lift when the doors swung open.
    As
it started to descend I grabbed the walls and took steadying breaths. “For
Fucks sake Liv, he’s not gonna attack you, you stupid cow!” I admonished
myself.
     
    For
ten long years I’d dreaded these moments when men came onto me. I’d started
kick boxing and self-defence classes and was pretty damned good at kicking ass,
but the thought of been pursued by a man made me physically tremble.
     
    As
the lift touched the ground floor I trampled out and rushed out to the car park,
only feeling safe the moment I clambered into my beloved Betty.
     
    I
pulled out of NSC building and made my way to Hot Woks, the local Chinese
takeaway.
    Whilst
I quickly picked out a few of the dishes, I offered them an extra tenner tip if
they rushed the order; amazed to say it worked and as I left the restaurant, I
got a few choice words flung at me from other customers.
     
    Arriving
home twenty minutes later, I dumped the food on the table, kissed Erin and Matt
on their heads and swiftly grabbed the wine from the fridge.
    As
I poured a large glass I heard the text alert on my phone.
     
    Lexi:
    Hey
sweetie, hope your day was a good 1
    Xxx
     
    Hitting
the reply button, I texted back:
     
    Me:
    Yh,
creepy boss tho,
    Beth
& wine arriving at 8, u joining us?
    Xxx
     
    “Plates
or out of the cartons, mum?” Erin asked, holding up the Chinese. “Oooh cartons darling
can’t be bothered with pots tonight” I said winking at her, “Good day? You off
to Brad’s tonight?”
    She
shifted slightly in her chair and put her head down, lowering her eyes and
wiping an imaginary piece of lint off her jeans.
    “What’s
wrong, Erin?” I lifted her chin with my fingers and looked into her tear filled
eyes. Shaking her head and turning away she proceeded to open all the Chinese
cartons, trying desperately to occupy herself and ignore the question.
    “Come
on, sweetheart, what’s happened?” I probed again.
     
    Withdrawing
from the table, Matt made an excuse and took his dinner upstairs, giving Erin a
slight smile and tiny nod of his head as he exited the room.
    Erin
looked at me with eyes full of unshed tears and sighed “I think he’s seeing
someone else, Mum.”
    Twiddling
with her fingers in her lap, a single teardrop fell onto her t-shirt. That
solitary tear broke my heart the moment it fell.
     
    Erin
and Brad had been together for just over two years and I thought their
relationship was rock solid. Brad seemed to dote on her and was always
respectful to her wishes.
    I
knew they were having sex. Erin had come to me the moment they were considering
taking their relationship further and asked for my advice. Grateful for the
knowledge that my 16 year old daughter was mature enough to ask for my opinion,
told me everything I needed to know that she was ready for it.
    She
arranged an appointment with the family planning clinic herself and after my
lecture about making sure she never missed a single pill or used extra
protection when she had vomited, she had been tenacious with taking her pill
regularly.
    All
in all, I was proud of my children; each one.
     
    Taking
her hand in mine, I delved for more information. “How do you know, Erin?” I
asked her, wiping a tear away from her cheek.
    “He’s
been acting really weird, Mum,” she said, her choked voice breaking my heart a
little more. “He keeps looking at me weird, he’s always talking to his mates
and when I enter the room, they all shut up quickly and today’s the third