He needed to keep Caroline and Rachel apart, at least for a little while. âIâve organised a locum for you this week. If you go in and start asking questions, sheâll feel that you donât trust her. If she walks out, weâre stuck.â
âNo, weâre not. I can work while Mum keeps an eye on Soph.â
Oliver raked a hand through his hair. âIsnât the point of Ann coming here to give you a break? If youâre working, youâre not getting any rest. Anyway, Iâm sure your mother would like to spend some time with you and the kids, not just be an unpaid babysitter.â
Rachel lifted her chin. âShe offered. I didnât ask.â
âI didnât say you did.â Why, why, why was this turning into a row?
Tell her , Caroline had said, the night of the party. If he did...he had the feeling that right now Rachel wouldnât take it well.
âRachââ
âForget it. I need to put these in water.â Rachel stomped into the kitchen, carrying the flowers heâd bought her as if they were poison.
Why was it all going so wrong? And were they ever going to be able to fix it?
CHAPTER SIX
âY OU didnât answer my text,â Caroline said.
âWhat text?â Oliver asked.
She folded her arms. âThe one asking you if youâd told her yet.â
Oliver shook his head. âI didnât see it. Maybe it got lost on the way to my phoneâyou know texts arenât a hundred per cent reliable.â
âMaybe.â Caroline didnât look convinced. âHow did it go?â
Oliver winced. âDonât ask.â
She sighed. âYou didnât talk to her, did you?â
âI was going to, but...â
âBut you wimped out.â
âI got called out.â Which wasnât the same thingâwas it? He shrugged. âLook, sheâs a GP. She knows how the job works. She should understand the situation, surely?â
âIf she was expecting you to spend time with her at the weekend then, no, she wonât understand. I wouldnât, in her shoes. Why on earth donât you use a weekend and night call-out service?â she asked.
Oliver rolled his eyes. âDonât you start. Thatâs what Rachel says. But this is a family practice. Weâve always done things this way, always . I canât just dump my patients on a doctor who doesnât know them.â
âIt depends,â she said, âon whether you want to stay married or not.â
âI thought you were on my side, Cally?â
âIâm not on anyoneâs side.â She spread her hands. âAndIâve already told you what I think. You need to get your priorities sorted out.â
âYeah.â He took a swig of his coffee. âI hate Monday mornings. Everyoneâs saved up their weekend ailments. And because it was sunny yesterday, Iâve got a rash of bad backs because everyone did tons of gardening without bothering to stretch or warm up their muscles properly first. Iâve got a huge list of test results to chaseâ and I promised Rach Iâd pick Robin up, because sheâs meeting her mother at the train station.â
âI could pick him up for you,â Caroline offered.
Right. And by the time he got home, she and Rachel would have talked. A lot. And Rachel would be even angrier with him than she was now. Oliver couldnât face a full-blown row. The coolness between them was bad enoughâhe didnât want to risk making things even worse. âNo, itâs OK.â Then he realised that he had the best excuse ever. âHe doesnât know who you are and weâve taught him not to talk to strangers.â
âFair enough.â
âIâll just have to shuffle my appointments about. Unless...â He gave Caroline his most charming smile. âI donât suppose thereâs any chance you could cover for me this afternoon, is