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‘Another latte for you, Em?’ Dru asked.

‘I’m all good but I’m going to order some brekky in a while.’ She could sense the girls were skirting around her, and then all of a sudden, she realised why.

‘Hang on, you pair. Sit down, Dru, for a minute before you go and order.’

Ellie and Dru looked at each other, but they both sat down.

‘You’re worrying about what I have to tell you, aren’t you?’ Emma put her cup down. ‘I didn’t want to tell you on the phone. It’s too important for that. I wanted to share my happy news in person.’

Ellie sat up straight. ‘Happy news?’

‘Yes, it’s good news. The cyst was benign. The down side is, he had to take my ovary, but I’ve still got one left and I’ve been given the all clear.’

Shock ran through Emma as Dru grabbed her hand and started to cry.

Dru? Dru never cried.

Tears ran down her youngest sister’s face and her bottom lip shook as she stared at Emma.

Ellie got up and came around and put her arms around Emma and kissed her cheek again. ‘Thank God.’ She moved across to Dru and put a hand on her shoulder. ‘Come on, Dru. It’s good news. Don’t cry.’

Emma caught the look that passed between Dru and Ellie as Dru took a deep shuddering breath.

‘You two are scaring me. Is Dee okay? Is there something else wrong?’

‘Can you get me a cup of tea while I talk to Em?’ Dru asked Ellie.

‘Sure, keep an eye on James for me. Won’t be long.’ Ellie patted Dru’s shoulder as she headed for the counter. She turned at the door. ‘And Em, that is the best news ever.’

‘Okay, Dru. Spill. I can’t remember the last time I saw you cry.’

‘I was just overwhelmed. Knowing that you’re okay is such a relief, and I can tell you something I’ve been holding back.’

‘You’re pregnant. I know.’ Emma sat back and folded her arms and she knew her smile was smug.

‘Ellie told you?’

‘No. I just knew by looking at you. The day we went to see Dee. I know that glow, plus you had boobs.’

‘Ha ha. Dr Smarty Pants.’ Dru folded her arms and rolled her eyes.

‘That’s more our Dru.’ Emma chuckled. ‘I’m happy for you, Dru. When are you due?’

‘September. I wanted to tell you, but didn’t want you to know when you had that bloody diagnosis hanging over you.’

Ellie came back and sat down. She held three menus. ‘I’m starving. So, what did you tell Emma?’

‘What she already knew,’ Dru said.

Ellie put the menus on the table and looked at Dru. ‘She already knew? About what?’

Emma narrowed her eyes. ‘Is there something else I don’t know? Are you okay, Ellie? I wondered why you were in town so early.’

Dru and Ellie looked at each other.

‘Okay, now you’re worrying me. What’s going on?’

Emma held herself still waiting for what was coming.