whatâs going on. But I am almost sure thereâs something Caz is holding on to. Thereâs a strong sense that she needs to tell someone something, and, for whatever reason, she wonât tell me. I feel sheâs looking for someone her own age.â
âSo what makes you think Evieâs the one?â
Victoria lifts her shoulders ever so slightly. âI ⦠just know.â
Nick comes to the rescue. âI think what Robinâs trying to say is that we want to be really sure about this. We donâtwant to set Evie up for something that she maybe doesnât have to go through.â
âI understand that,â Victoria tells them. âIâm a parent too.â
âCould it be a coincidence?â Theo sits forward in his seat. âI mean, with Athena there was no mistaking it. But this time it seems not as ⦠clear.â
Evie sits quietly, their voices drifting around her. So many questions. So many concerns. Can Evie handle this? What could happen to her? Does she have to do this?
Their words collide in the air but they are wasted. They mean nothing to her. Donât they know there is no choice?
For, at this very moment, the knowledge tingles in the soles of her feet. She feels it creeping up her legs and into her guts. For a moment, it sits there rumbling until it ascends into her chest, her throat and into her mouth. Evie tastes it â the knowledge. The knowledge that there is no choice. She has to do this. Itâs as simple as that.
âSo what do you propose we do?â Robin is asking Victoria. âYou said on the phone you had some ideas.â
âYeah,â Nick nods. âFor Evieâs sake, Iâd like to be really clear about how weâre going to approach this.â
âI havenât told Nora Cuza whatâs happened. Like I said, I only see her twice a year and this must be handled with care. Nora likes to have things go her way. She can be ⦠difficult if they donât. She wasnât very happy that her daughter couldnât be contacted, and sheâs not the type to just accept things. Iâm half expecting her to ring me and ask to try again,â Victoria explains. âThis is what I wanted to discuss with you and, of course, see how Evie feels about it.â
Robin recrosses her legs and sits up straight on the couch. Evie senses her mother struggling to prepare herself for the answers to the questions she has asked.
âI think the best way to go about this ââ Victoriaâs words are slow and measured, ââ is probably for us to arrange a meeting with Nora. Try to be the ones in charge. If she agrees, and she will, and, of course ⦠if ⦠Evie ⦠and everyone ⦠is comfortable with the idea, then perhaps Evie and I should try to ⦠contact Caz. Nora will insist sheâs present. Thereâs really nothing I can do about that. It is her daughter, after all.â
Over and over, Nick nods. His wife presses her lips together, gently rocking in her seat. Their pain and anguish cannot be hidden from Evie.
âBut Victoria, with all due respect,â Theo says, âif you and this Mrs Cuza are there, then wouldnât it be less likely for Caz to speak to Evie?â
âPossibly,â Victoria sighs. âBut I think for the first time itâs better if we play it this way.â
âSo Cazâs mother â¦?â Nick frowns.
âYes, Nick. Me and Nora and Evie. Thatâs all.â
âEvie?â The strain is audible in Robinâs voice. âHow ⦠how do you feel about this? Will you be more ⦠comfortable having Victoria there?â
âYes,â Evie tells her.
âAnd what about Cazâs mum?â
Evie shrugs.
âAre you okay about having her there?â
âI donât ââ Evie blows the air from her mouth. âI donât ââ
âDonât what?â Robin asks.