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Saorla Tierney’s sons are conspiring against her, and at their age, they should know better. After all, she’s nearly seventy-one herself, and, quite frankly, whether she still ‘has needs’ is none of their business.
OK, so, maybe she was a bit harsh with Sean when all he did was ask if she and Aileen wanted a double hotel room. And of course she feels bad for biting Finn’s head off when he was only having a wee joke.
Between her grandson’s unconventional baptism and the decades-long feud between her sons, even with Aileen at her side it’s not as easy a decision as they seem to think. Or maybe it is. Saorla doesn’t know anymore, and until she’s sure...
To Be Sure is a stand-alone, novella-length character special in the Hiding Behind The Couch series.
Chronologically, it comes a couple of months after the end of Reunions (Season Seven) and coincides with the ending of Reverberations.
Debbie McGowan
Debbie McGowan is an award-winning author of contemporary fiction that celebrates life, love and relationships in all their diversity. Since the publication in 2004 of her debut novel, Champagne—based on a stage show co-written and co-produced with her husband—she has published many further works—novels, short stories and novellas—including two ongoing series: Hiding Behind The Couch (a literary ‘soap opera’ centring on the lives of nine long-term friends) and Checking Him Out (LGBTQ romance). Debbie has been a finalist in both the Rainbow Awards and the Bisexual Book Awards, and in 2016, she won the Lambda Literary Award (Lammy) for her novel, When Skies Have Fallen: a British historical romance spanning twenty-three years, from the end of WWII to the decriminalisation of homosexuality in 1967. Through her independent publishing company, Debbie gives voices to other authors whose work would be deemed unprofitable by mainstream publishing houses.
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To Be Sure - Debbie McGowan
1: Sleeping Arrangements
Twin or double?
Sean asked.
Keeping her phone to her ear, Saorla Tierney picked up the dishcloth and wiped invisible crumbs from the kitchen worktop. The question was innocent enough, she supposed. Whichever’s cheapest, darlin’.
They both cost the same.
Oh, right…
Usually, when she went over for a visit, she stayed with Sean, but those were ordinary visits, not the occasion of her grandson’s baptism. I don’t want to leave you out of pocket.
You’re not,
Sean assured her. It’s a decent hotel, but it’s not expensive. You and Aunty Aileen can stay here if you’d rather.
You haven’t the space, have you?
I’ve the same space as always, Mummy. I thought you might like some privacy.
A flush of heat shot up Saorla’s chest and neck and filled her cheeks. Twin,
she confirmed curtly. She would not have this conversation with her youngest son, never mind that he was forty-three and old enough to know better.
Are you sure now?
Not too old to go over her knee, though. Yes, Sean, I’m quite sure.
Or you can have my place for the weekend and I’ll stay in the hotel. How about that?
Don’t be daft. I’ll be needing to keep an eye on your brother, anyway. So, I’ll let you get on. When—
Sean cut her off. Hold on. Finn’s coming?
Didn’t he tell you?
Did he f—
Now then…
Sean’s angry huff made the line crackle. No, he didn’t tell me. When would he?
You know, if you spoke to each other from time to time…
Saorla said, pointless as ever it was, which was why she’d left mentioning Finn’s intentions until the end of their call.
I invited him to the baptism, didn’t I?
Sean argued.
Yes, darlin’, you did.
Then the ball’s in his court.
And he’s coming.
So?
There was no ‘so’, but Sean’s voice had taken on that deep, gruff defensiveness she remembered not so fondly from his—and Finn’s—teens. The two of you can spend some quality time together on neutral ground.
Neutral? Here? He won’t see it that way, will he? I’m not sure I do, to be quite honest.
So to speak. It’s not here, that’s what I mean.
Aye, true enough,
Sean relented and was quiet a moment further while he absorbed the news. Do I need to book a room for him as well?
I’d say so. He’s bringing Erin along.
More like she’s bringing him.
She ignored his nit-picking. They’re making a holiday of it. Finn’s never been to England, as you know.
If only he’d had somewhere to stay…
Sean muttered sarcastically. Are he and Erin back together?
Your guess is as good as mine. Maybe you could ask him yourself when you call him about his room requirements.
She forged on so Sean couldn’t protest. Right, darlin’, I’m going for real this time. I need to get—
she switched out ‘Finn’s tea on’ for —the washing in before it starts raining. When should I expect those plane tickets?
She’d insisted on paying for them, but Sean was better with online things than she was. Next would be the infernal back and forth with him trying to return the money she’d transferred to his account.
How’s Finn getting here?
he asked.
He’s taking the ferry.
Fair enough. Well, I made last post yesterday, so they should arrive tomorrow.
I’ll keep an eye out, then. Love to you and Sophie, and my wee man.
Love you, Mum. Bye now.
Bye.
Saorla checked the call had disconnected and put her phone back in her bag, but the conversation continued to play on her mind as she peeled the potatoes and set them in a pan to boil. Living in England had put some funny ideas in Sean’s head, for sure, but he’d never been so brazen before. Or maybe she was making mountains out of molehills. She’d have called Aileen to see what she thought, but Finn was due to arrive anytime now.
He’d left for the clinic first thing, and he should’ve been back a few hours since. Pub or betting office was where he’d be, until his belly drove him home. That was how it had always been and would no doubt remain so for the rest of Saorla’s days, despite Finn having his own place now. It was rare for him to spend a night there but not that surprising; he knew which side his bread was buttered, besides which, thirty years divorced—and before that left to bring up her sons single-handed—Saorla understood the loneliness well enough.
To be fair, Finn was trying, and Sean was being the difficult one for a change. Not that much of a change, now she thought on. Since Finn’s accident, the two of them had constantly been at loggerheads, and a lot of it was Sean feeling he had to stand up to his big brother whether Finn was in the wrong or not.
She didn’t have a favourite. Mothers should love their children equally; she’d always believed that. They thought otherwise, of course, and sometimes it was hard to treat them the same when Finn needed so much more, on a practical level, at least. Truth be told, they were as bad as each other, and after so long resisting the urge to bang their heads together, she didn’t hold out much hope of the two of them ever becoming pals, but if they could make it through the baptism without a set-to, that would be grand.
It was only when the front door opened that Saorla remembered the potatoes, which didn’t even have a lid on them, and they were all but boiled dry. That you, Finn?
she called and grabbed a fork. The click of Finn’s crutch preceded his answer.
No, Mum, it’s the bogeyman.
Well, you look just like Finn Tierney,
she responded, as usual. The potatoes were soft enough—a bit crispy on the bottom, but they’d be fine once they were mashed up with the Sunday leftovers from the fridge. She passed Finn on her way to get them. She didn’t need to ask how the pain was today; the lips drawn tight over clenched teeth told her all she needed to know.
Sean’s going to phone you about booking the hotel,
she said on her way back to the stove.
Leaning his crutch against the table, Finn pulled out a chair, holding his words until he’d eased into it. He already did.
Did he now?
He did, aye. Couldn’t you have told him?
I wasn’t sure if you’d be needing separate rooms.
I’m a grown man, Mum.
She had her back to him, but his tone was light, so she ventured further. Are you an item again?
Trial period, so says Erin.
That’s probably wise.
For her. Not for me. Or you.
What’s it got to do with me?
Don’t you want me out from under your feet?
This time, his tone was more cutting, and Saorla’s guilt gave her a jolt. If I wanted you to leave, I’d tell you so.
Better he be a living burden than a dead one, and for that thought, she refused to feel guilty after the strain of the past few months. God only knew where they’d have been without Erin and Aileen. When she realised Finn had said no more, she asked, So you’re getting a double room, then?
Aye. Right next door to yous, so yous’d best behave yourselves.
Finn!
She spun to face him, furious and horrified. His grin lingered briefly before he looked away, shame-faced.
I’m joking with you, Mum.