found herself becoming a little self-conscious, especially as Sean seemed to be looking at her as though he’d just discovered a rare treasure. Surely that couldn’t be right. Jane had never classified herself as a rare anything. ‘We have to do something,’ he continued as he started walking again.
‘For what?’
‘For your birthday,’ he stated, as though it was completely obvious.
Jane realised he was changing the subject and she was more than happy for that to occur. Still, the thought of having someone actually plan something for her birthday was more than she could contemplate right now. ‘Oh, no. It’s fine.’ She brushed his words away. ‘Focusing on Spencer is better. You only turn seven once and it’s a big deal in a boy’s life...or so I’ve gathered from my young patients over the years.’
For some reason he felt a strange sense of responsibility for Jane’s happiness. Although Daina had torn his life to shreds, he’d had the support of his parents and siblings to help him through, especially where Spencer was concerned. Jane had had no one. If he didn’t do something for her birthday, who would? Sean decided it would be best not to pursue the matter at the moment but he also made a note to ensure that this year Jane would have a birthday she wouldn’t forget.
‘So when would you like to meet Spencer?’ Sean asked, as they continued down the street towards the toy store.
‘I was going to leave that up to you. I don’t want Spencer to be all nervous and worried about meeting a new aunty. I don’t want it to be a “Surprise! You have a new relative” sort of thing.’
Sean laughed at her words. ‘It wouldn’t be like that. He knows he has an Aunt Jane, he’s seen a picture of you—’
‘Really? You have a picture of me?’
‘I believe you were in a few that were taken at the funeral.’
‘Oh.’
‘Spencer’s not completely in the dark about your existence.’
‘Good to know...and thank you, Sean.’
‘For?’
‘For telling him about me. For not allowing me to be overlooked, even though things didn’t work out with Daina.’ Her words were filled with gratitude. As he held the door for her to enter the toy store, he thought it odd. Of course he wasn’t going to hide her existence from his son. That would not only be dishonest but also cruel. Why would Jane even think he’d do—?
He stopped his thoughts. Daina. She’d said some terrible things to him about Jane, so no doubt she’d said some terrible things about him to Jane. Jane had grown up in the shadow of her very pretty, very dominant big sister and he had the distinct feeling that she’d been overlooked more than once during her childhood.
It made him want to introduce her to Spencer this afternoon but perhaps she was right and that he should at least prime his son first, even though he knew Spencer would do nothing except accept the situation his father presented. He was a very well-adjusted boy and if his father said it was OK, then it would be OK. The knowledge filled Sean’s heart with paternal pride.
As he watched Jane walk around the toy store, picking up things here and there, he quickly went through the rest of his weekly schedule in his mind.
‘How about Friday afternoon?’ he said as he came up behind Jane, who was looking at a remote-controlled dinosaur and giggling.
‘Friday afternoon? To meet Spencer?’ She gulped. ‘That’s in...two days’ time.’
‘Well, I was going to suggest this afternoon but I know you have meetings so it wouldn’t work out.’
‘This afternoon?’ She gulped and stared at him with wide eyes.
‘But then I thought that perhaps both of you might need to get used to the idea.’
‘I would do it,’ she said quickly, in case he thought she was backing out. ‘I would come this afternoon. Don’t think I wouldn’t. It’s just that I’ve thought about this and wanted this for so long that to actually have a dream come true and—’
Sean chuckled