‘She’s probably busy ringing you!’
‘She’s supposed to be going to the hospital on Monday for a check. Her blood pressure has been giving Logan nightmares.’
Kyla’s smile faded. ‘Yes, well, obviously heavily pregnant women aren’t his favourite thing after what happened to Catherine.’
‘I know that. But we can hardly send everyone to live on the mainland the moment they become pregnant.’ Evanna glanced at her watch and stood up. ‘If I go now, I’ve time to call in before my afternoon surgery. Thanks for the coffee. Meg?’ She called across the café. ‘I’m off.’
Meg was cutting a large chocolate cake into generous slices, ready for the afternoon rush. ‘Will we see you at the beach barbecue, dear?’
‘Yes. I hope so.’ Evanna was distracted. Why was Sonia calling? Was she in trouble?
‘It’s going to be a fantastic night. Ben and Nick have planned the most fantastic firework display.’
‘I’m looking forward to it. I’ll call you, Kyla!’ Evanna hurried out of the café and onto the quay. It was mid-afternoon and the sun was blazing. Tourists ambled along the pavement next to the harbour, legs and shoulders bared, feet tucked into flip-flops. They queued for boat trips and crowded into the i
ce-cream shops in an attempt to cool down.
‘Good afternoon, Nurse Duncan!’
Spotting the headmistress from the local primary school, Evanna quickly crossed the road to talk to her.
‘Hello, Miss Carne. Everything all right?’ Immediately she felt ten years old again and to cover her awkwardness she stooped to pat the little dog that was panting in the heat. ‘Are you enjoying the school holidays?’
‘Yes. I’m off to Venice next week with my friend Diane from Glasgow. We’re having a city break.’
‘Well, that will be a change from island life. You have a good time and don’t forget your inhalers.’ She blushed, always uncomfortable discussing health topics with her old headmistress. Usually she left it to Kyla, who was much bolder.
‘I won’t. I had a long chat with Kyla about what I should be doing with them on holiday and Dr MacNeil wrote me a new prescription. What about you, dear? Are you getting away?’
‘No. I’ve just had my bathroom done and it’s left a hole in my bank balance.’ Evanna laughed as she straightened up. ‘Does that sound sad?’
‘Not at all. Very indulgent. You’ll be able to enjoy it the whole year round.’
‘It doesn’t feel indulgent at the moment when I’m stepping over dust and rubble. Still, I hope it will be finished soon.’ It didn’t matter how old you were, she reflected, your headmistress was always going to be your headmistress.
Miss Carne adjusted her glasses, as she’d always done at the beginning of every lesson. ‘Are you going to the beach barbecue on Saturday?’
Why was everyone suddenly so interested in whether she was going? ‘Yes, I think so.’ Evanna brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes and tried to remind herself that she was an adult now, with a responsible job. ‘Well, I’d better go. I have afternoon clinic starting soon and I want to call in on Sonia on the way.’
Miss Carne gave an indulgent smile. ‘Little Evanna. You were always such a star at English.’
‘But hopeless at maths,’ Evanna murmured, and the other lady smiled.
‘You would have done a great deal better if that little monkey Kyla hadn’t always been talking to you instead of letting you concentrate! I always knew you’d be a wonderful nurse. If someone fell in the playground, you were always there, patching them up, delivering a hug.’
Evanna blushed. ‘Well—it’s good to see you, Miss Carne.’
‘You take care, dear. Oh, Evanna—I’ve been meaning to ask you.’ She frowned. ‘Do you know the little Price girl? Helen. She moved here in the spring with her family. She joined my reception class.’
Evanna recalled Kyla pointing out a little girl on the beach earlier in the summer. ‘Vaguely. I haven’t actually met them. Why?’
Ann Carne looked thoughtful. ‘She just seems quite a delicate child. And I noticed during sports day that she was terribly out of breath. I thought she might have asthma.’
‘Have you mentioned it to the parents?’
‘Well, the father’s hardly ever around. He’s a journalist, I think. Travels all the time. And the mother is quite shy. Not mixing that well.’
‘To my knowledge she hasn’t been to see us, but obviously I was away for a month so I can’t be sure. I’ll dig out her records and have a check. And I’ll have a word with Logan.’ Evanna dodged a group of tourists and slid into her car. ‘Bye, Miss Carne.’