Me-Before-You-by-Jojo-Moyes

We all stared at our cups of tea.
‘Like I said,’ Mr Traynor said firmly. ‘I think it’s a very good idea. If you can
get Will to agree to it, I can’t see that there’s any harm at all. I’d love the idea of
him going on holiday. Just … just let us know what you need us to do.’
‘I’ve got an idea.’ Mrs Traynor put a hand on her daughter’s shoulder.
‘Perhaps you could go on holiday with them, Georgina.’
‘Fine by me,’ I said. It was. Because my chances of getting Will away on
holiday were about the same as me competing on Mastermind.
Georgina Traynor shifted uncomfortably in her seat. ‘I can’t. You know I start
my new job in two weeks. I won’t be able to come over to England again for a
bit once I’ve started.’
‘You’re going back to Australia?’
‘Don’t sound so surprised. I did tell you this was just a visit.’
‘I just thought that … given … given recent events, you might want to stay
here a bit longer.’ Camilla Traynor stared at her daughter in a way she never
stared at Will, no matter how rude he was to her.
‘It’s a really good job, Mummy. It’s the one I’ve been working towards for the
last two years.’ She glanced over at her father. ‘I can’t put my whole life on hold
just because of Will’s mental state.’
There was a long silence.
‘This isn’t fair. If it was me in the chair, would you have asked Will to put all
his plans on hold?’
Mrs Traynor didn’t look at her daughter. I glanced down at my list, reading
and rereading the first paragraph.
‘I have a life too, you know.’ It came out like a protest.
‘Let’s discuss this some other time.’ Mr Traynor’s hand landed on his
daughter’s shoulder and squeezed it gently.
‘Yes, let’s.’ Mrs Traynor began to shuffle the papers in front of her. ‘Right,
then. I propose we do it like this. I want to know everything you are planning,’
she said, looking up at me. ‘I want to do the costings and, if possible, I’d like a
schedule so that I can try and plan some time off to come along with you. I have
some unused holiday entitlement left that I can –’
‘No.’