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I shrugged, my heart hardening. “He knows what I want in return.”
Sam smiled, but didn’t say anything, instead he carried my bags inside for me.
“Can I make you a coffee?” I asked. “What about banana pancakes?”
Sam smiled and shook his head. “Sorry Rose, I really have to get back.”
“Ok, well maybe I’ll see you around,” I shrugged one shoulder. I hoped I did see him again, I’d grown to really like Sam.
“Goodbye.” Sam gave me a small wave and walked back out to the car.
I went back to my lounge room and flicked on the TV, not really sure what to do with myself. There was another knock on the door. Thinking Sam had forgotten something, I excitedly put my gown back on and threw it open.
“What did you forget, Sam?” I asked before I had even opened the door completely.
“Well, who’s Sam?” asked a familiar female voice.
I let out a small scream of delight. Standing on the other side of the door was my sister Violet.
“Violet! Oh my... What are you doing here?” I exclaimed.
“I’ve come to visit my favourite little sister for Christmas, of course.”
I laughed and pulled her inside. “Favourite sister? I’m your only sister,” I remarked happily to the joke we shared every time we saw each other after such long periods apart.
Violet held me at arm’s length and looked me up and down. “There’s something different about you sis, you look... grown up.”
I smiled at the one person in the world who knew as much about my life as I did. “Come into the kitchen, Violet, and I’ll make you breakfast. I have a lot to tell you.”
Three hours later I had Violet completely up to date on everything that had been going on in my life for the past two weeks. Violet Sommers sat quiet the whole time, mouth open slightly, listening to and taking in every word I had to tell her.
“I can’t believe it, Rosie. And I can’t believe Liam. I’m going to kill that brother of ours,” she said shaking her head in disbelief.
“Well jump in line, I’m first,”
“And I can’t wait to meet this Nathan Davenport guy either. He sounds like he needs a good smack up the back of the head too.”
“Violet!” I exclaimed at my fiery sister. Violet and I had personalities like chalk and cheese. Violet’s bold, up front, tell it like it is attitude was the complete opposite to my more quiet and reserved personality.
In our late teens and early twenties, I would spend my weekends studying or going to the movies with a small number of friends, while Violet would be out partying with anyone she came across. She had a remarkable ability to make friends wherever she went.
Despite our differences, the two of us never really fought growing up. There is only fourteen months age difference between us and we’d grown up almost like twins, spending most of our youth together. It wasn’t until Violet finished high school that she started going out without me and our lives took separate paths.
“Well Rose, you’re a better sister then I am. I never would have done that for Liam,” Violet stated, shrugging her shoulders. “I would have let them break his bones. I probably would have helped them.”
“You don’t mean that. You love Liam just as much as I do,” I smiled at my tough-talking sister. One thing we did have in common was the ability to act strong, when inside we were terrified.
“I had no idea Liam’s gambling was so out of control. Why didn’t you tell me? You shouldn’t have had to deal with this all on your own. How could you afford to give him all that money over the years?”
“I didn’t have much of a choice. Liam begged me not to tell Mum and Dad and I didn’t see the need to burden you with this too. I see now how much I’ve gone without over the years so I could give everything I had to Liam and Charlotte.”
“I’m so sorry, Rosie. Don’t ever keep something from me like that again.” Violet shrugged. “Of course, if this Nathan is as handsome as you say he is, maybe I would have liked to become his mistress also,” she grinned cheekily.
I laughed and reached over to playfully hug my sister. “Oh Violet, you never change.”
We took our coffees into my sitting room and spent the rest of the day catching up on everything that had happened in our lives since we last spoke. We ended up sitting there until six o’clock that night.
“I’m starving. Let’s go out somewhere for dinner,” Violet suggested, as she stood up and stretched her curvy body.
