“We are compared to Ali.”
“She’s not exactly a spring chicken,” says Paige.
“She’s twenty-nine!” exclaims Rachel. “If that’s not a spring chicken, I don’t know what is.”
“Well, we wouldn’t have behaved like she does at that age,” huffs Paige.
“God, I can’t even remember what we were doing then,” says Rachel thoughtfully. “That was thirteen years ago. It feels like a lifetime away.”
“We,” says Paige, “were being responsible mothers. What would Josh and Chloe have been then? Five and three?”
Rachel nods. “But, looking back on it now, isn’t there a part of you that wishes you’d waited a bit longer? I was just twenty-four when Josh was born. I was still a kid myself.”
“Are you saying you’d have done things differently if you had your time again?” asks Paige.
The loaded question is impossible to answer. Rachel would never have chosen to have a baby at that age, but sometimes life throws you a curveball and you just have to run with it.
“I wish I hadn’t got pregnant so young,” she says thoughtfully. “But I would never have done anything about it once it had happened, if that’s what you mean.”
“But imagine how differently things might have panned out if you hadn’t have gotten pregnant,” says Paige. “Imagine how different my life would have been if you hadn’t.”
Rachel looks at Paige quizzically. “How has me getting pregnant back then had an impact on your life? We didn’t even know each other.”
“Exactly! But if you hadn’t gotten pregnant, you and Noah would have gone off on your gap year after university, as you’d planned. God knows how long you would have traveled the world for. God knows who you might have met along the way. Jesus, the pair of you might have even ended up together.”
Rachel pulls a face, but her heart is beating double-time. “Well, that would have been weird,” she says. “He was my best friend.”
“I know,” says Paige. “But you don’t know where that journey might have taken you. Either way, he would have been unlikely to have found his way to my door.”
Rachel hasn’t ever thought of it like that, but she supposes Paige might be right.
“So, I’m very happy that you had Josh when you did,” says Paige, smiling, as they join the line for border control.
“I can’t find it,” slurs Ali.
Rachel hopes she’s misheard her, but Paige’s eye-roll tells her otherwise.
“You can’t find what?” whispers Rachel, always on edge whenever she’s in any kind of authoritarian environment; she’s the type to go red when she’s walking, empty-handed, through customs.
“My passport!” says Ali, far too loudly, as she pats herself down. “I think I’ve left it on the plane.”
Rachel looks at Jack, wide-eyed.
“If you think…” he starts.
“What else do you suggest?” says Rachel. “We won’t get through without it.”
“They’re not going to let me back on the plane,” snaps Jack, but Rachel knows it’s not aimed at her.
“Alison Foley!” shouts a voice over the din of three hundred passengers huddled into something resembling an aircraft hangar.
“Yes!” responds Rachel, automatically raising her hand.
A flight attendant, who Rachel recognizes as the woman who discreetly refused to serve Ali another drink, cuts through the line. She doesn’t seem surprised when she reaches them.
“This was found in your seat pocket,” she says to Ali, holding up the passport.
“I’m so sorry,” says Rachel, sounding like Ali’s mother. “I should have checked.”
“Do you have any other proof of ID on you?” says the pursed-lipped air hostess.
Ali looks at her, momentarily confused, before the penny drops. “Oh, yes!” she blurts out, rooting in her oversized handbag. She pulls out her purse but has trouble with the zip.
“For God’s sake,” huffs Jack impatiently.
“All right, Mr. Antsy-pants,” says Ali. “Keep your hair on.”
Rachel feels her insides coil up like a spring, pulling back, ready to launch into action, though she’s not yet sure whose defense she’s going to have to jump to.
She takes Ali’s purse from her and finds her driver’s license in the side pocket, then presents it to the woman who’s inadvertently deciding whether Will and Ali get married in two days’ time. An overwhelming sense of relief rushes through Rachel’s body as the flight attendant hands Ali’s passport back.