"She'll never make it.’ Ruth looked at her husband pityingly. She hated to disillusion him, but there was no way their teenage daughter was going to produce the promised romantic meal for her parents’ Valentine’s Day treat.
‘No, give her a chance,’ Andy was hopeful. ‘You don’t trust her enough. She’ll do it.’
Ruth was dubious. Hannah had made promises before – yes, she’d put her clothes in the washing machine; yes, she’d switch on the dishwasher after she’d finished with her plate. Little things, but they added up to an unreliable girl.
Hannah had been adamant she wanted to give her parents a meal. Andy speculated about what she might cook, while Ruth mentally considered what she could rustle up quickly in case the magnificent gesture did not materialise on the plate.
The evening arrived. Ruth and Andy sat in the living room and toasted each other with a glass of wine. Hannah was nowhere to be seen, and just when they were thinking they would have to find something to eat themselves, she burst into the room with a carrier bag.
‘Ta-dah,’ she cried. ‘Dinner’s ready, courtesy of the Waitrose Dine-In range. And I’ve got a pizza for myself. I’ll eat mine in the kitchen so you two can smooch in the dining room. Come on then, we just have to heat it up!’
Ruth rolled her eyes at Andy. Their entrepreneurial daughter had delivered - in her own special way.
(c) Elaine Peters