The Unlikely Life of Maisie Meadows. Jenni Keer
box had an unpleasant stale cigarette odour and most of the contents were stained yellow but after a good soak the cups came up shiny and clean. There wasn’t much else of interest inside so she lugged it into her petite garden shed with the other boxes – the rosy, bearded faces of the naughty gnomes still laughing at her every time she entered.
She sat down to a quick spinach omelette and then remembered she hadn’t taken her phone off silent since the auction. She found a missed call and a text from Zoe – both from earlier in the day.
BIG news but don’t want to put it in a text. Skype tomorrow around ten GMT? Zoe x
It would be the early hours for Zoe now but she texted back in agreement and wondered what the news could be. Perhaps a baby. That would be exciting. Their mother was desperate for a grandchild and Lisa had made it clear babies weren’t part of her life plan – too selfish and demanding – which everyone decided was rich coming from her. Oliver and Zoe had been together forever and, although Zoe had never mentioned children, perhaps she’d changed her mind now they were in the land of milk, honey and the perennial outdoor barbecue. And at thirty, Zoe’s biological clock would be counting down that final decade in readiness to sound the alarm.
‘Maisie!’
Zoe’s beaming face appeared on Maisie’s laptop, slightly glitchy as the signal sorted itself out, and resplendent in mammoth sunglasses, and a floppy raffia sun hat wider than the screen. While Maisie was still de-icing her car every morning and bemoaning the winter weather, her sister was basking in a gloriously hot Australian summer.
‘Look at you – all tanned and sun-bleached. It’s about two degrees outside and a smattering of the white stuff is forecast for this weekend. If ever you want to swap lives, I’m sure I could make the sacrifice – but only because I love you so much. It would be a purely selfless act on my behalf.’
Zoe adjusted her hat and the smile crept further towards her ears.
‘Funny you should say that; I’m coming home.’
‘Oh wow.’ So that was the news. A UK vacation, and looking at her sister’s beaming face, perhaps a sizeable one. ‘How long for? Does Mum know? Give me the dates and I’ll book some time off work.’
‘No, sweetheart, not for a holiday. For good.’
For a moment Maisie didn’t know what to think. She missed her sister terribly since she’d emigrated two years ago but it had been Zoe’s long-held dream and it hadn’t been an easy one to achieve. Oliver and Zoe had spent several years saving up, applying for visas and jobs, and finding somewhere to live. Her physiotherapy qualifications and Oliver’s accountancy career made them eligible for the skilled migrant visa – but now they were telling Maisie it was all for nothing.
‘It’s not working out,’ Zoe continued. ‘We’ve been thinking about it for a while and I guess we both accepted the dream didn’t live up to the reality. Now we’ve made the decision, I know it’s the right thing to do. I’ve really missed you. And Mum. And Dad …’ There were no more Ands.
‘I don’t understand. Your jobs? The lifestyle? The sun?’
The miserable British weather had been the killer for Zoe. Fair, like all her siblings, but able to take a tan, she’d been a sun-worshipper and outdoorsy girl since childhood. Oliver had a sedentary and staid career – his idea of kicking back was settling down in front of the television with a large glass of Merlot. Zoe, on the other hand, had been known to stride up a mountain to unwind. It was a miracle their relationship had endured for nearly fifteen years.
‘Everyone thinks Australia is just a hotter version of the UK but it really isn’t. It’s been a complete lifestyle change – even the language is different, if you can believe that?’ Zoe said, shaking her head. ‘It’s all so laid-back and in many ways in a bit of a time warp. You go to a party and the men and women stand in different corners – and the men swear all the time
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