AN: This has been a long time coming, due to a month's worth of A level exams followed by a holiday. I apologise for keeping you all waiting, but now I'm back home and have finished college, updates will resume their regular pattern. I know this is short, but another chapter will be up shortly. Thanks for waiting, please review.
"You handled that well." Jane Granger said to her husband sarcastically.
Dave Granger's eyes grew wide and his face turned a shade of puce that would have rivalled an angry Uncle Vernon. "What was I supposed to say? She's walked out on that nice young lad Harry with not so much as a 'sorry I'm leaving bye' and then has the nerve to show up here with some tale about house sharing with her friend Jenny!" He expostulated angrily.
Jane sighed. "Calm down Dave. OK so she lied to us. Our daughter has lied to us for the first time. But we don't know her side of the story. For all we know –"
"We know that she left completely out of the blue and is acting irrationally. She's lying to all of us and that nice young lad –"
"Yes we know! That nice young lad Harry who hasn't done anything wrong! Well maybe he did. And don't look at me like that – I liked him too. But shouldn't we be believing our daughter over her boyfriend?"
Dave sighed. "Perhaps you're right. Ordinarily I would have believed our daughter. But she deliberately lied to us in that letter and tried to bolster it just now, even bringing her friend – whatsername – Jenny – to try and convince us. At least we know Harry is telling us the truth."
"I'm just worried about her love. And Harry too, I'm worried about both of them." Jane took her husband's hand in hers. "Remember when we were young and in love? How temperamental we both were, passionate and dramatic over every little thing?"
A slow smile began to spread over her husband's face. "Fat lot of good it did us. Married with a daughter in the same situation!"
"She said she had something to tell us. She said she'd come over here to tell us something." Jane urged.
"Yeah, to lie to us and tell us she's house sharing!"
"No, I don't think so. Dave, she said she'd got something to tell us after we'd told her we knew it was a lie. There's something else, other than the house and the job."
"Well, she'll come round soon enough. Just wait until this all blows over then she'll come and tell us whatever it is. Can't be that important." Dave patted his wife's hand reassuringly.
"Yes, dear, you're quite right. It's not important.