All in all, the arrangements worked well, although she would have liked to be at home for Charlie more.
A feeling of sadness shot through her and she pushed it away. She had no choice about the way things were and she never had. She did the best she could in the circumstances.
She pulled into the surgery at the same time as Will.
‘Morning, beautiful! How’s that girl of yours?’
Ally rolled her eyes. ‘Too inquisitive for her own good.’
Will laughed. ‘You wait. It gets worse.’
‘Don’t tell me that!’ Ally threw him a grin. She adored Will. Nearing retirement age, he had developed a practice that the whole of Cumbria admired. Without Will she would never have survived the trauma that had surrounded Charlie’s arrival. ‘Karen Butler is having a Hallowe’en party on Saturday and they’re all dying of excitement.’
Will frowned and pushed open the health centre door for her. ‘Aren’t you working on Saturday?’
‘Yes, but it’s not a problem.’ Ally tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. ‘My mum is taking her and that’s fine by Charlie.’
‘Sure?’
Ally nodded as they walked through to the spacious reception area. ‘Quite sure, Will, but thanks for the thought.’
She knew that Will would have taken over at the drop of a hat and she didn’t want that happening. He already picked up more than enough of her workload so that she could spend as much time as possible with Charlie.
Will greeted the reception staff in his usual cheery manner and strode through to the staffroom, still talking to Ally.
‘Talking about Saturday, Tony Masters is having a dinner party and I thought—’
‘The answer’s no, Will!’ Ally interrupted immediately, knowing what was coming. The same thing that happened every time they were on their own together. Will trying to play Cupid. With the best of intentions, admittedly. ‘I know what you’re going to say, and not only do I hate dinner parties where I’m the available woman but I’m quite happy as I am. I don’t need you matchmaking.’
Will scowled and flicked the switch on the kettle. ‘Ally, you’re young and beautiful and you shouldn’t bury yourself because of Charlie.’
‘Charlie and I are fine.’ Ally shrugged off her coat and hung it up, before filling her mug and standing by the door ready to make her escape into her consulting room.
Will’s mouth tightened. ‘You’re far from fine! You don’t have a social life, apart from Charlie’s friends, I know you struggle financially because that louse—’
‘I’m independent, Will, and that’s what matters to me.’ Ally gave him a gentle smile. ‘It’s love and constancy that matter to a child, not luxuries. Charlie and I are happy. You’re much more upset about it than I am!’
‘Too right I’m upset about it,’ Will growled. ‘You should have someone to look after you.’
‘Oh, yes?’ Ally’s gentle blue eyes hardened. ‘Well, the men I meet aren’t very good at that if you remember, so now I look after both of us by myself. On my own.’
Will looked sad. ‘You deserve so much more…’
Ally’s face softened and on impulse she walked over to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. ‘You’re a lovely man, Will, but there aren’t too many like you around.’
Will stared down at her. ‘But if I knew someone—’
‘Will! Drop the subject, will you?’ She gave him an exasperated look and made for the door. Didn’t he ever take no for an answer? ‘I’m happy. Charlie is happy. Now, if you’ll excuse me I’ve got a surgery to take.’
‘OK, OK, I’m sorry.’ Will raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and smiled ruefully. ‘You can’t blame me for trying. Consider the subject dropped. Don’t go yet—I need a quick word about a patient before we start surgery.’
Ally raised an eyebrow and paused with her hand on the doorhandle. ‘One of yours or one of mine?’
‘One of yours.’ Will pulled a face. ‘I was called out to little