told me that God helps those who help themselves. You obviously practised what you preached all your life. After all, you worked your way up from a valet-parking attendant to being one of Australia’s most successful hotel owners.’
Max generously refrained from reminding his father that marrying the daughter of an established hotel baron had been a leg-up, especially when Max’s maternal grandfather was already at death’s door. Within weeks of Max’s grandfather dying, Ronald Richmond had sold off the hotels that didn’t live up to his ideals and started up the Royale chain. He hadn’t looked back, till three years ago, when his stroke had forced his premature retirement.
‘I have to say I’m a bit disappointed,’ Max went on, ‘that you seem to have thrown in the towel this time. Frankly, I expected more from you than this.’
Some more fire sparked in the old man’s eyes, which was exactly what Max had intended.
‘What would you know about it, boy? My whole right side is virtually useless.’
‘Something which could be remedied with therapy. You should be thankful that your speech wasn’t affected. Some people can’t talk after a stroke.’
‘My eyes are bad,’ he grumbled. ‘Your mother has to read to me.’
‘But you’re not blind. Look, how about I line up a top physiotherapist to come in every day and work with you? He’ll have you up and out of that wheelchair in no time.’
‘That would be wonderful, Max,’ his mother said. ‘Wouldn’t it, Ronald?’
‘It’s too late,’ his father muttered. ‘I’m done for.’
‘Rubbish!’ Max countered. ‘Never too late. That’s another of your own philosophies, might I remind you? Besides, I need you up and about in time for my wedding.’
‘Your wedding!’ they chorused, their expressions shocked.
‘Yep. I’m getting married.’
After that, Max was regaled with questions. He thought he lied very well, telling them all about Tara and the baby, but nothing about her disappearance. He made it sound like a done deal that he and Tara would walk down the aisle in the near future. He also promised to bring her over to meet them by the end of the weekend. He made some excuse that she was away visiting friends for the next couple of days.
Talk about optimism!
Over lunch he also told his father that he planned to stay in Australia more in future and delegate some of the overseas travelling to his assistant.
‘Good idea,’ his father said, nodding. ‘When a man has a family, he should not be away from home too much. I was away from home too much. Far too much.’
When tears suddenly welled up in his father’s eyes, his mother immediately jumped up. ‘I think it’s time for your afternoon nap, dear,’ she said. ‘He gets tired very easily these days,’ she directed at a shocked Max as she wheeled his father off. ‘I won’t be long. Have another cup of coffee.’
Max did just that, sitting there, sipping some coffee and doing some serious thinking till his mother returned.
She threw Max an odd look as she sat down. ‘I’m so glad you stayed. Usually, you bolt out the door as soon as you can. Your becoming a father yourself has changed you, Max. You’re different today. Softer. And more compassionate. Perhaps the time is right for me to tell you the truth about Stevie.’
Max stiffened. ‘What…what do you mean…the truth?’
His mother heaved a deep sigh, her eyes not quite meeting his. ‘Stevie was not your father’s child.’
Max gaped.
‘I thought you might have guessed,’ she went on when he said nothing. ‘After all, Stevie was very different from you. And from your father. He also had brown eyes. Two blue-eyed parents can’t have a brown-eyed child, you know.’
Max shook his head. ‘I didn’t know that. Did Stevie?’
‘Thankfully, no. At least…he never said he did.’
‘So that’s why Dad didn’t love him.’
‘You’re wrong, Max. Your father did love Stevie. The trouble was every time he looked at him, he was reminded of the fact that I had slept with another man.’
‘But I thought Dad was the unfaithful one!’
His mother stared at him. ‘Why do you say that?’
‘Years ago, I overheard you telling a friend that you knew Dad had other women, but you just turned a blind eye.’
His mother looked so sad. ‘I’m so sorry you heard that. You must have thought me very weak. Or very wicked.’
‘I didn’t know what to think. I’ve never known what to think about you two. At least I can now understand why Dad treated Stevie differently from me.’
‘He did try, Max. But it was very hard on him. He never seemed to know what to say to Stevie. Or how to act with him. It was much easier with you, because you were like two peas in a pod. But that didn’t mean he didn’t care about Stevie. When he was diagnosed with cancer, your father was terribly upset. His way of coping with his grief was to work harder. He couldn’t bear to see the boy in pain. He knows now that he should have come home to be with Stevie. He understands what it’s like when the people you love aren’t there for you when you’re ill.’
She didn’t look at him directly. Neither were her words said in an accusing tone. But Max felt guilty all the same. He hadn’t been any better than his father, had he? He’d let both his parents down by not being here to help.
‘Your father feels his stroke was a punishment for his letting Stevie down,’ his mother choked out.
Max could not deny that he had entertained similar thoughts himself over the past three years. Suddenly, however, they seemed terribly mean-spirited, and very immature. But he could not find the right words to say and was sitting there in an awkward silence, when his mother spoke once more.
‘Do you want to know about Stevie’s real father, or not?’
‘Yes,’ Max said sincerely. ‘Yes, I do.’
‘I have to go back to the beginning of my relationship with your father so that you can get the full picture.’
‘OK.’
She smiled a wry smile. ‘I hope you won’t be too shocked at me.’
Max could not imagine that anything more his mother could say today would shock him.
‘I’m no saint myself, Mum,’ he reassured, and so she began her story.
She’d first met his father when he parked her car for her one day at one of her own father’s hotels. She’d fallen in love with him at first sight, and had pursued him shamelessly as only a spoiled and beautiful rich woman could do. She confessed to seducing him with sex and playing to his ambitious nature with her money and her contacts. Not to mention her potential fortune.
