Part 29 (1/2)
”Oh, there is.” Holly nodded her head and tried to sound wise, ”They may be part of the same family but the red onion...contains deadly toxins...” She trailed off.
”Toxins?” Daniel said disbelievingly.
”Well, they're toxic to me aren't they?” she mumbled, and bit into the sandwich to shut herself up. She found it difficult to eat her sandwich under Daniel's glare without feeling like a pig, so she finally gave up and left the remains on her plate.
”Not like it?” he asked worriedly.
”No, not at all. I love it, I just had a big breakfast,” she lied, patting her empty stomach.
”So have you had any luck with that leprechaun yet?” he teased.
”Well, actually I found him!” Holly laughed, wiping her greasy hands on her napkin.
”Really? Who was it?”
”Would you believe it was my brother Richard?” she laughed.
”Go away! So why didn't he tell you? Did he want it to be a surprise or something?”
”Something like that, I suppose.”
”He's a nice guy, Richard,” Daniel said, looking thoughtful.
”You think?” Holly said, surprised.
”Yeah, he's a harmless kind of a guy. He has a nice nature.”
Holly nodded her head while she tried to digest this information. He cut in on her thoughts, ”Have you spoken to Denise or Sharon lately?”
”Just Denise,” she said, looking away. ”You?”
”Tom has my head done in with all this talk of weddings. Wants me to be his best man. To be honest, I didn't think they would plan it all so soon.”
”Me neither,” Holly agreed. ”How do you feel about it now?”
”Ah,” Daniel sighed. ”Happy for him in a selfish and bitter kind of way.” He laughed.
”Know how you feel,” Holly nodded. ”You haven't spoken to your ex lately or anything?”
”Who, Laura?” he said, surprised. ”Never want to see the woman again.”
”Is she a friend of Tom's?”
”Not as friendly as they used to be, thank G.o.d.”
”So she won't be invited to the wedding then?”
Daniel's eyes widened. ”You know, I never even thought of that. G.o.d, I hope not, Tom knows what I would do to him if he did invite her.”
There was a silence as Daniel contemplated that thought.
”I think I'm meeting up with Tom and Denise tomorrow night to discuss the wedding plans if you feel like coming out,” Daniel said.
Holly rolled her eyes. ”Gee thanks, well, that just sounds like the best fun ever, Daniel.”
Daniel started laughing. ”I know, that's why I don't want to go on my own. Call me later if you want to go anyway.”
Holly nodded.
”Right, here's the bill,” Ciara said, dropping a piece of paper on the table and sauntering off. Daniel watched after her and shook his head.
”Don't worry, Daniel,” Holly laughed, ”you won't have to put up with her for much longer.”
”Why not?” He looked confused.
Uh-oh, Holly thought, Ciara hadn't told him she was moving away. ”Oh nothing,” she mumbled, rooting through her bag for her purse.
”No really, what do you mean?” he continued.
”Oh, I mean her s.h.i.+ft must be nearly over now,” she said, pulling her purse out of her bag and looking at her watch.
”Oh...listen, don't worry about the bill, I'll take care of that.”
”No, I'm not letting you do that,” she said, continuing to search through all the receipts and rubbish in her purse for some money. ”Which reminds me, I owe you twenty.” She placed the money on the table.
”Forget about that.” He waved his hand dismissively.
”Hey, are you going to let me pay for anything?” Holly joked, ”I'm leaving it here on the table anyway, so you'll have to take it.”
Ciara returned to the table and held out her hand for the money.
”It's OK, Ciara, put it on my tab,” Daniel said.
Ciara raised her eyebrows at Holly and winked at her. Then she glanced down at the table and spotted the twenty-euro note. ”Ooh thanks, sis, I didn't know you were such a good tipper.” She pocketed the money and headed over to serve another table.
”Don't worry,” Daniel laughed, looking at a shocked Holly. ”I'll take it out of her wages.”
Holly's heart began to pound as she drove down her estate and spotted Sharon's car outside her house. It had been a long time since Holly had spoken to her and she had left it so long she was embarra.s.sed. She contemplated turning the car around and heading off in the other direction, but she stopped herself. She needed to face the music sometime before she lost another best friend. If it wasn't too late already.
THIRTY-FIVE.
HOLLY PULLED UP TO HER driveway and took a deep breath before getting out of her car. She should have been to visit Sharon first and she knew it, now things just seemed far worse. She walked toward Sharon's car and was surprised to see John stepping out. There was no Sharon to be seen. Her heart began to pound; she hoped Sharon was OK.
”Hi Holly,” John said grimly, banging the car door behind him.
”John! Where's Sharon?!” she asked.