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‘Might be worth trying a different one. Some of them are vile, but some of them are really nice,’ Judith suggested. She glanced at her watch. ‘Actually, I’m due a break. I don’t know about you, but I’m starving! How about we go to the café, I shout you a cappuccino and a cake, and Charlie can have some juice and enjoy himself in the play area?’
‘I…’
‘Don’t believe the fibs your brother tells you about hospital food. They refurbished our café here, last year, and the food’s great.’ Judith grinned. ‘Which is just as well, because I can’t cook for toffee.’
‘You can’t? But…what about all the food at your fundraiser?’
‘Not my work—that’s Zoe’s. She’s my best friend, and Holly’s. She does the cooking, I do the singing, and Holls extorts the money. Though maybe we should rope you into selling tickets for us.’
‘Me? But I’m—’
‘Pretty, with a lovely smile, and you’ve got an advantage we haven’t.’ Judith nodded at Charlie. ‘Get him to give one of those gorgeous gummy smiles, and they’ll be queuing up for tickets!’
Eventually, Judith persuaded Tess to join her in the hospital café. Over coffee, Tess started to relax with her and finally started talking. And Judith’s suspicions were confirmed: Tess was definitely suffering from postnatal depression. Though when Tess had explained one or two things, Judith could see why Kieran had missed it.
‘You ought to be getting back. I don’t want to get you into trouble for being late.’
‘I won’t be.’ Judith smiled at her. ‘But it was really nice to meet you, Tess. I hope you’re going to come in and show Charlie off to us on the ward. And come out for a pizza with Holly, Zoe and me one night.’
‘It’s nice of you—’ Tess began.
Before she could refuse politely, Judith cut in. ‘I’m not being nice. I mean it. You’ve met Holls, and Zo’s lovely.’
‘I’m not a doctor.’
‘We don’t talk shop all the time,’ Judith said. ‘And you must be used to that anyway, from Kieran.’
‘Yeah. He’s the best, my brother.’
I’m beginning to realise that, Judith thought.
‘I don’t know what I’d do without him.’
‘Do you want to hang on for him?’ Judith asked.
Tess shook her head. ‘I ought to be getting back. Charlie needs a sleep.’
‘I’ll see you soon, then. Do you want me to tell him about Charlie?’
‘Would you?’ Tess bit her lip. ‘I feel so…so stupid.’
‘Not stupid. Unlucky. It could have happened to anyone, so don’t blame yourself. And of course I’ll tell him. Take care.’
Judith kept an eye out for Kieran and when he came back from Theatre, she took him to one side. ‘Can I have a word, please?’
‘Of course, Dr Powell.’
His voice was clipped and she sighed inwardly. This was going to be worse than she’d feared. But she deserved it. She’d frozen him out for the last week. She just hoped that when she’d explained, he’d understand and forgive her.
‘In private.’
He frowned, but nodded and ushered her into his office.
She closed the door behind them. ‘First of all, I owe you an apology.’
‘What?’
‘I’ve been…less than nice to you for the past week. Since you…’ She swallowed. Since he’d asked her out. Since she’d been so desperate to say yes but so convinced that he was married, she’d been rude to him. ‘Look, I got the wrong end of the stick.’
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