Maeve: I finally got around to setting up my new phone and decided you deserve the first message
Maeve: Thank you again! I really love it.
His reply followed promptly.
Taran: I’m glad you do!
Taran: They told me it’s the best smartphone on the market.
Maeve: It sure is! It feels so high-end.
Maeve: What are you up to today?
Taran: I am on a walk around the loch. What about you?
Maeve: Oh that sounds lovely (as long as it’s not raining). Can I see?
Maeve: I’m on my way to visit my parents.
Taran sent a picture of a dramatic Highland loch with a gorgeous castle on the far left.
Taran: I hope you’re not driving!
Maeve: Nope, I don’t have a car. I always take the train, it’s not too bad.
I snapped a quick photo from the window and uploaded it in our chat.
Taran: Oh yes, that doesn’t look too bad.
Maeve: Doesn’t beat a Helix and a driver lol
Taran: Next time you can tell me and I’ll have Stuart take you to your family.
Maeve: I appreciate it but I don’t think that’s a good idea. My parents would have heart attacks.
Taran: Why?
Maeve: I come from a working-class family. People like us don’t have drivers.
Taran: Well, you should. I’m sure your family would need Stuart way more than I do.
Maeve: Running errands would have been a lot easier when I was a kid.
He went on, asking me about how I’d grown up and sharing stories from his own childhood. My siblings and I hadn’t had it easy but for no castle in the world would I have wanted to swap with Taran. There was nothing wrong about growing up with a single parent, but having that single parent leave when you were thirteen, and being raised by your driver?
Ugh, poor baby.
Maeve: I’m off to lunch now. I’ll text you later!
Taran: Enjoy the time with your family,
Maeve: Thanks!
I exited out of the conversation and walked a few minutes from the station to my parents’ flat through a steady drizzle.
“Hen!” my dad greeted me when he opened the door. Tiny and balding, he looked the same as ever.
“Hi, Dad.” I pressed a kiss on his head, took off my shoes, and went to wash my hands.