Chapter Seven
"Where have you been?"
Hearing her aunt's voice, Diane wasn't surprised that she caught her coming down the stairs. Even though she'd completely lost track of time she suspected that they'd been hidden for too long for her aunt not to notice. It was too late to realize this now, so she had to face the obviously angry lady.
"I just used the upstairs bathroom, since the one downstairs was occupied," she explained calmly, taking the last steps towards the other woman.
"Have you seen Will?" was her aunt's next question and Diane tried her best not to give herself away.
"No. Isn't he with…whoever it is you want to set him up with?"
"No, but don't you sound jealous?"
Diane was startled and for a moment she wanted to believe she was just joking, but she didn't seem to be in the mood for that. She had no idea what gave her away, she didn't mean to sound jealous, even if she felt that way.
"Why would I be jealous?" she tried to deny it as naturally as she could, but she saw in her eyes that it might have been too late, the suspicion was already there in her head.
"I don't know. You show up together then disappear at the same time. And look who's there."
Diane turned in the direction her aunt was facing and saw Will at the top of the staircase. They had been talking too long and he obviously didn't think of checking whether the coast was clear.
"Didn't you say you haven't seen him?" her aunt pointed the question at her head and even though she was aware that it might have been too late, she still tried to deny everything.
"I see him now," she decided to joke it off, but it didn't seem to affect the other woman.
"What is he doing upstairs? Was he using the bathroom as well?"
"I have no idea," Diane stated firmly and saw that Will was still hesitating at the top of the staircase as he set eyes on the two women talking at the bottom.
"I'm disappointed in you Diane, isn't he old enough to be your son?"
The old lady finally cast her verdict and Diane was startled to hear her words. She didn't expect her to like the idea she was suspecting, but this statement was way over the line and it suddenly made her angry.
"Look who's talking," she fought back at once, raising her voice a little, "Exactly how old is your current husband?"
"That's none of your business," she seemed rather offended by her remark, but Diane didn't care anymore.
"And this is none of your business," she replied, in a lower voice this time and looked into her eyes.
"You can't talk to me like that," her aunt responded, looking angrily at her.
"And I don't have to listen to you," she said and turned away to make her way towards the exit.
She didn't even look at Will again, she had no idea if he was still standing where he had before, if he had seen or heard anything from their fight, but she didn't care. She just wanted to leave that place at once.