Chapter 2


So life fell into a routine. During the day I worked, designing outfits, ordering material, meeting customers, I was so busy mum came over most days to help look after Eve. She was getting to be a real handful, into everything, but she always behaved for Granny!



The evenings were the worst. When mum went home and I put Eve to bed the house felt so lonely and empty. I read most nights to fill the empty hours till bedtime. We hadn't had time to celebrate Dylan's news properly before he left for training camp so I decided to have a little party for him when he got back. I had been reading some cookbooks whilst he'd been away so I planned a lovely meal.



Dylan was so excited when he got home, all he could talk about was his trainers and his new routines and the other gymnasts. It was great to see him so animated, but I kept waiting for him to ask how Eve was, or how I'd been. "Oh gosh, there's me being all selfish again!" I thought, "He get's a once in a lifetime chance and I want him to ask me how I am."



I picked up Eve and put her to bed. When I went downstairs mum had gone and I noticed my cheesecake hadn't been eaten. I cut a slice for Dylan and brought it over for him. "Here, try this!" I smiled, "It's homemade."
"What is wrong with you! You know I have to follow a strict diet!" he shouted at me. "It was bad enough that you put all that creamy sauce on the salmon!"
I cringed in surprise. "Keep your voice down, Eve sleeping!"
He pushed the plate at me and stormed off to bed. So I sat and ate my cheesecake alone.



So that's how things are now. Dylan works hard at the gym and goes away once a month to training camp. Even when he's home he's only seems happy when he's working out. I keep telling myself it won't be forever, once the Commonwealth Games are past we'll get back to some kind of normality again, or am I just kidding myself?