‘I’m aware,’ said Ellis. Her voice took me by surprise. She sounded so tired.
‘Doesn’t that bother you at all?’ asked Auntie Sal.
‘What is there to bother me?’
‘That Jonathan is growing up, starting a family, making plans while you’re still …’
‘Still what?’ snapped Ellis. ‘What am I doing that’s so bad?’
‘There’s no need to shout,’ said Uncle Gavin.
‘I’m not shouting.’
‘You’re getting older,’ continued Auntie Sal. ‘You’re in your mid-thirties. You’re passing your dating prime. Soon it’s going to get harder and harder for you to have children.’
‘I don’t want to date, and I don’t want children,’ said Ellis.
‘Oh, come on, now. Not this again.’
‘You are our only child,’ said Uncle Gavin. ‘Do you know what that’s like for us? You are the sole carrier of my surname.’
‘It’s not my fault you didn’t have any more children,’ said Ellis.
‘And what, that’s it for us? No more children in the family? We don’t get to be grandparents? That’s the thanks we get for raising you?’
Ellis sighed loudly.
‘We’re not trying to criticise your … life choices,’ said Auntie Sal. ‘We know it’s not about us, but … we just want you to be happy. I know you think you’re happy now, but what about ten years from now? Twenty? Forty? What will your life be like when you’re Gran’s age, without a partner, without children? Who is going to be there to support you? You’ll have no one.’
‘Maybe I would be happy,’ Ellis shot back, ‘if you hadn’t spent my entire life brainwashing me into thinking that finding a husband and having babies is the only way for me to feel my life is worth anything. Maybe then I would be happy.’
Auntie Sal went to interrupt, but Ellis cut her off.
‘It’s not as if I’m actively rejecting people, OK?’ Ellis sounded on the verge of tears now. ‘I don’t like anyone like that. I never do. This is just who I am and one way or another, we’re all going to have to put up with it. I can still do amazing things with my life. I have friends. And I’ll make new friends. I was a successful model. Now I’m an artist and my paintings are selling really well. I’m thinking about going to uni to study art, since I never got to go the first time. I have a really nice house, if you could ever be bothered to visit. If you tried, and I mean really tried, you could actually be proud of all the things I’ve done in my life and all the things I’m going to do.’
There was a long, horrible silence.
‘What would you say,’ said Auntie Sal, speaking slowly as if choosing her words, ‘to thinking about trying therapy again? I’m still not sure we found the right therapist last time. If we kept looking, we could find someone who could really help.’
Silence.
And then Ellis said, ‘I don’t need fixing. You don’t get to do that to me again.’
There was the sound of chairs scraping the floor as someone stood up.
‘Ell, don’t do this,’ said Uncle Gavin. ‘Don’t have a strop like last time.’
‘I am an adult,’ said Ellis. There was a contained fury in her voice that reinforced the statement. ‘And if you’re not going to respect me, then I am not going to be around you.’
I watched, hidden in the darkness at the top of the stairs, as Ellis sat down on the bottom step to put her shoes on. Then she pulled on her coat, calmly opened our front door, and stepped outside.
Before I could think twice, I raced to my room, grabbed my dressing gown and slippers, and ran after her.
I found her sitting in her car, vape pen hanging from her mouth but with seemingly no intention of smoking anything.
I knocked on the window, which made her jump so hard that the vape pen flew out of her mouth.
‘Holy fucking shit,’ she said after turning on the ignition and rolling down the window. ‘You scared the absolute poo out of me.’
‘Sorry.’
‘What are you doing out here?’
‘I …’ Maybe this was a bit awkward. ‘I heard your parents being shitty to you.’
Ellis just looked at me.
‘I thought you could use some company,’ I said. ‘I dunno. I can go back inside, if you want.’
Ellis shook her head. ‘Nah. Get in here.’
I opened the door and hopped inside. She actually had a really nice car. Modern. Way more expensive than my elderly Fiat Punto.