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“Kind of.”Judith took another sip of tea and gave up, her mouth furry with the tannin.Mum just wanted her married and settled.To Mum, that meant her children were protected from the dangers of the world.Judith got that, even if Pippa didn’t.“Let’s not talk about it anymore.How are you going?”
Pippa’s face relaxed into a big grin.“Good—great in fact.”She straightened her legs in front of her and flexed her quads.“We won again.”Judith noticed the downy ginger hairs on her sister’s calves.She loved that Pippa didn’t care about things like shaving her legs and armpits.Judith just couldn’t quite bring herself to throw out her razor.
“You remember Shaz, right?”
Judith frowned.She’d been to a few of Pippa’s matches, but tended not to hang around afterwards for the socialising.
“Dark wavy hair, blue eyes.I introduced her to you last time.She’s awesome at goals.Just bounce, bounce,wap!In it goes.”
“Who were you up against tonight?”
“The Western Divas.A bunch of stuck-up ex-private school wankerettes.I always love working out their moves.”Pippa grinned, cheerfully patting down her top over toned abs.“They try all the dirty tricks, but no-one could match Shaz tonight.”She made a plane flying motion with her hand through the air.“She’s freakin’ amazing.”
Despite herself, Judith smiled.Pippa’s enthusiasm for life was infectious.“How’s work?”
“Busy.Loving it though.Andrew is giving me a few professional footie players to work on.”
Judith tried for a suggestive brow waggle.“Oooh, that sounds like fun.”
Pippa shrugged, “Yeah, I guess, if you’re into muscle-bound guys with tight hamstrings.”
It was hard not to feel envious.Here Judith was, having defined herself by her relationship since she was seventeen, while Pippa guarded her single status proudly.Right now, she wished she’d been more like Pippa that way.“I’ll look out for one for you.”Pippa grinned.“A nice bit of beefcake might be just what you need.”
A tinge of a blush edged her cheeks.“Not really my style.”She thought of Carts, so tall and rangy, with his cute smile and that little crooked incisor that made his face all the more interesting.And those gorgeous long-lashed eyes.Big and brown.And kind.
Pippa slapped her palms onto her thighs.“I’m starving.Gonna grab myself a kebab round the corner with a few of the team.Wanna come?”
Judith shook her head.She wanted to console herself by looking at her new dresses.Maybe alter the one that was a little loose in the left boob area, so that it fit her more snugly.
“I could bring you one back if you like?”
“No thanks, I’ve got some leftovers in the fridge.I’ll be fine.”
“Sure you don’t need me to lend you some money?”Pippa’s eyes were full of concern.
“Pip, you haven’t got any to spare.”
Pippa kissed her clumsily on the ear.“I’ll always look after you, you know that.”
“Thanks Pip.What would I do without you?”
“Your life would lack all meaning.”Pip grinned.And then she was gone, bounding out the door and down the path with a wave and, “Text me if you get any more news on the missing fuckwit.”
Judith closed the door.
Pensively, she took her bag of dresses into her bedroom, smoothed them out and put them on hangers, then laid them neatly side by side on her bed.
She wasn’t going to think about the money right now.
On reflection, the mint green one was her favourite.But it did need work around the top.She often had to alter dresses due to the fact that her right breast was a cup size bigger than the other.It was a fact she’d come to terms with.Mostly.Except… she hadn’t shown her breasts to a man, other than Mark, ever.
Mark had been it, as far as sex went.Unless you counted a grope in the sand dunes with a guy when she was barely sixteen.She’d only let him touch one of her breasts, the bigger one.
What if… The tingle in her cheeks intensified.Oh, no, not yet.Not for a long while.She’d go slow, very, very slow.
Besides, how did you really know you could trust someone?She’d trusted Mark, and suddenly out of the blue he’d upped and left.Not a single sign, or at least none that she’d recognised.The money issue scooted into her head again and her stomach turned into a tight, hard ball of tension.She decided to face it when she’d calmed down.Trying to tackle problems when you were riled up never solved anything.She’d watched Pippa do that with Mum and it never, ever worked.
Nope.She scooped up the mint green dress and headed for her craft room.
Right now, she was going to get out her sewing machine and make that dress fit like a dream.
