journey.”
“I’ve
got another roll. Look out over the park, let me get your profile,” Clive said.
Laura
looked out, the secret smile that had been recorded on the photo appeared.
The
older Clive spoke. “Her beauty outshines the sun. Such a funny smile on her
face. I wonder what she’s thinking.”
The
young Clive took his photo and then started to fiddle with the camera. He
didn’t notice what Laura did next, but Grace did.
Laura
Opalson placed her hand gently on her tummy. Grace involuntarily did the same
and immediately felt a peculiar sensation, like small bubbles popping in her
tummy. It was a pleasant feeling and made Grace feel warm and peaceful.
The
older Clive looked at Grace and said, “What’s going on, you’ve got the same
funny
smile
on your face.
Grace
gave him a direct look and said, “Laura’s pregnant.”
Chapter 11
The
park scene faded and they were back in the kitchen.
Clive
stared at Grace. “No! It can’t be true, she would have told me. How do you know
anyway?”
Grace
still had her hand against her tummy but the fluttering feeling had gone. She
said, “I felt it, Laura touched her tummy and I felt it in mine. That would
explain the secret smile on her face.”
Clive
shook his head. “No, I refuse to believe it. We never kept secrets from each
other.”
Grace
sat down at the kitchen table and watched Clive as he walked around the kitchen
muttering to himself and shaking his head. After a few minutes he said, “If she
was pregnant why didn’t she tell me?”
Grace
looked at him and kindly said, “She was thinking about you. You’d just got this
amazing job and were about to set off on your travels. What would you have done
if she’d told you she was pregnant?”
Clive
threw his arms up. “I would have given my job up of course! Without hesitation,
I would have looked after her and the baby. I’d have married her, I’ve been
asking her for years.”
“She
put your needs first, is that the kind of thing that she’d do?”
Clive
gave a resigned sigh and sat down at the table. “It’s exactly what she’d do.
She’d done it many times for her friends and family, put their needs before her
own. She seemed to think that she deserved second-best, whatever was left over.
If she was pregnant can we find out if she had the baby? Can we go back into
the picture?”
“I
don’t think so, we can only go into the time frame that you captured. We could
look online though, see if there are any Laura Opalsons out there. It’s not a
common name, I can’t imagine there would be many.”
“Good
idea,” Clive said. He looked around the kitchen. “Have you got a computer, I
can’t stand the blasted things, I never could get the hang of them.”
Grace
stood up. “My brother has a laptop upstairs, I’ll get it.”
Clive
glanced upwards. “Oh, has he got a flat up there? That’s convenient, right
above the shop.”
“Something
like that,” Grace admitted. She wasn’t going to tell Clive that Frankie was
staying in the stock room, despite her repeated requests for him to move in
with her. He was so stubborn.
Grace
returned to the kitchen with the laptop. She fired it up and then typed in
Laura’s name. Two Opalsons came up, one was Laura’s, the other belonged to a
man called David. Grace’s scalp prickled as she realised who David Opalson
might be. She kept her thoughts to herself and clicked on Laura’s name.
Clive
came round to her side. Grace pointed at the screen. “She’s got a website. And
it looks like she’s got her own consultancy business. Very impressive. Can you
see that photo of her?”
Clive’s
eyes seemed to mist over as he studied Laura’s face.
“She’s
aged well,” Grace noted.
Clive
didn’t speak, he moved closer to the screen as if he wanted to jump in to it.
“She’s
beautiful,” he said it so quietly that Grace almost missed it.
Grace
scrolled down the screen so they could see more photos. Laura looked