A very happy Mother’s Day to all the mums out there – we hope you are all thoroughly spoilt today, and that you have the chance to spoil your own mums too We’re sure your day will be full of treats but start off with this treat from Morton S. Gray – the final part of our Mother’s Day Round Robin. One final competition at the end too!
To enjoy this story make sure you read the other parts first:
Part One by Margaret James HERE
Part Two by Jane Lovering HERE
Part Three by AnneMarie Brear HERE
Part Four by Kirsty Ferry HERE
FINAL PART BY MORTON S. GRAY
I found myself enveloped in Mike’s arms. He rubbed circles on my back and I could feel his warmth dissolving my misery and drying my tears.
Lucy and my mother were sitting next to each other on the settee, as I peered over his shoulder. They both looked contrite.
‘So, Lucy, what’s wrong with your car?’ Mike asked. I could tell he was deliberately changing the subject.
‘I don’t know really. It’s just making a strange noise.’
‘What sort of strange noise and can you tell where it’s coming from?’
My mother piped up. ‘It sounded like a steam engine when she arrived.’
‘Something vibrates underneath me.’
With a feather light kiss on my forehead, Mike released me and walked to the window. ‘It’s stopped raining. Let’s leave your mum and gran to open the chocolates and you can start your engine and let me listen to this noise.’
The door had hardly closed when mum rounded on me. ‘He’s nice. You want to hold onto that one. So, useful to have a man who’s handy. He can sort out my garden and I’m sure Lucy will come around. You’ve done your best for her. Don’t ever believe any different. I hope Mike’s good in bed too.’
It was all I could do not to spit out the mouthful of red wine I’d just sipped.
Mum and I went to stare out of the window.
‘I always regretted not finding someone else when your dad died, love. Life is much better shared … I wonder if Mike could recommend me to his dad?’
When I looked askance at her, she said, ‘I met John once. He’s a good-looking man, a waste single. He might like a companion for concerts, or … or bridge, perhaps.’ I could swear she was blushing and her face took on a faraway look as if she was imagining a cosy tête-à-tête with John Philips.
Lucy was behind her steering wheel revving the engine. Mike circled the car, occasionally yelling instructions to my daughter as he peered beneath the car.
She switched off the engine and jumped out, handing a duster to Mike. He launched himself to the ground and put his duster-clad hand under the car. I couldn’t see what was in his hand when he got up. They stood talking earnestly to each other for a few moments. I worried about what Lucy might be saying. Was she warning Mike off? Extolling the virtues of her father?
Lucy got back into her car and started the engine again. The noise appeared to have miraculously disappeared.
Lucy was laughing as she and Mike walked back towards the house.
‘What was it?’ I asked.
‘Just going to wash my hands,’ said Mike, as he disappeared upstairs to the bathroom.
Lucy was beaming. ‘Mike is Liam’s dad.’
‘The guy I’ve fancied for ages. Mike says he’ll invite him to have a drink with us at the pub later. The noise was a piece of metal stuck above the exhaust. Mike says it was vibrating and making that awful noise. So, nothing serious or expensive after all, thank goodness.’
She walked over and gave me a brief hug, which I took as an apology for her earlier behaviour. ‘Mike’s nice,’ she whispered.
Mike came back into the room and looked at each of us in turn, a surprised expression on his face. I realised we were all grinning at him.
I shook myself and got up. ‘Right, if Lucy’s car is fixed, I’ll serve lunch. Mike, would you help me in the kitchen?’
He followed me and after a glance into the other room to make sure my mother and Lucy were occupied, he said, ‘Well, how am I doing?’
‘Wonderfully. Although I think you’ve got the role of matchmaker later. Lucy’s after Liam and mum has her eye on your dad.’
Mike came and hugged me from behind, narrowly avoiding launching the steaming lamb joint which I’d just extracted from the oven to the tiles.
‘Hmm … might make for a very complicated family tree when you agree to marry me,’ he laughed.
Maybe Mother’s Day wasn’t that bad after all.
What a truly gorgeous ending! The Choc Lit authors do it every time. We hope you’ve enjoyed our 2017 Mother’s Day Round Robin. Let us know what you think in the comments Happy Mother’s Day all!
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