The wedding PRESENT
Auntie Linda? Getting married at her age? I don’t believe it!’
Rowena was surprised at the stab of jealousy that pierced her when her mother told her the news. She knew she sounded grudging rather than incredulous and tried to mend matters by being over-hearty. ‘Well, good for her.’
‘I couldn’t believe it either. I didn’t know quite what to say when she phoned me.’ Susan tried to imagine her sister-in-law as a blushing bride and failed. Linda had always seemed more interested in her career than in men.
‘Who’s she marrying?’ Rowena decided she’d better ask, although she really couldn’t get her head around the thought.
‘Her chap’s called Owen. I’ve only met him once, but I thought he seemed very nice.’
Linda had always been there in the background at family get-togethers, buttering bread for sandwiches, or shepherding the younger ones away from barbecues.
But Rowena had never really clicked with her. They just weren’t on the same
