What Matters Most
by Dianne
Maguire
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There
is good love and bad love. Good sex and bad sex. And sometimes it's hard to
know the difference.
Paediatrician and
mother Mia Sandhurst is scraping to keep her marriage together after her
husband of 25 years breaks her heart. Finally facing reality, Mia embarks on a
series of outlandish new behaviours to make startling discoveries about
herself, love and life.
But the lies and
betrayal Mia endures are nothing compared to those of her 15 year old patient,
Rachel Hooper.
Set on the magical
coast of the Fleurieu Peninsula, What Matters Most is a story of love, family,
misplaced loyalty and how our choices shape who we are.
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EXCERPT:
When her family
arrived, Rachel’s condition was stable, but she was still in a coma.
Mia left the
treatment room for the waiting area to see Jack in discussion with a short,
round woman wearing a brown coat and woollen cap from which locks of red hair
fading to grey seemed to be struggling for an escape. Her chin jutted as though
she was fighting for her life, and even from a distance Mia could see her blue
eyes bulging with anger. Beside her, a dungareed man of medium stature, with the
stoop that comes from back neglect, listened with no show of emotion or facial
expression, his hands clasped behind his back. Tim, morosely silent but
actively listening, held the hand of a boy aged about seven whose round face,
topped with a mop of dark hair like his sister’s, moved silently and intently
from his mother to Jack as they each spoke.
‘Mr and Mrs
Hooper, I’m Dr Sandhurst.’ Mia stepped up and extended her hand first to Peter,
who shook it flaccidly and flicked dark, seemingly bottomless eyes towards her
for a brief moment.
‘I’m Annie,’
the woman said with a stiff smile and a perfunctory shake of Mia’s hand. ‘And
this is Ben, our youngest.’
‘Hello, Ben.’
Mia shook his hand to elicit a wry grin before leading the way towards a room
in the treatment area. Jack bid his farewells in a way that made it clear to
Mia that he and the family knew each other well.
The moment they
entered the small interview room and sat on the trio of mustard vinyl chairs
facing the narrow desk, Annie let forth as though she had held back for long
enough.
‘This cannot be
true, Dr Sandhurst. It is not like Rachel,’ she said, absently watching Ben
climb onto Tim’s knee. ‘Yes … she can be unpredictable … Yes, she’s stubborn
about simple things like refusing to have a shower … But to her credit she has
never followed the crowd and she would never ever drink alcohol … and as for
taking drugs, well it’s just ludicrous to even entertain the idea.’ Her blue
eyes shone more than would be natural and she swallowed with difficulty.
Gently closing
the door, Mia knew she was about to make a highly provocative suggestion, but
she was experienced enough to know the reality — a harsh new reality that had
to be faced sooner or later by the family. ‘I gather Rachel was on her own in
the lounge room for quite a while, once her friend Cassie had gone to bed and
before Tim found her in the bathroom,’ she said sitting on the swivel chair
behind the desk. ‘It makes me wonder if she deliberately took the alcohol and
drugs with the intention of harming herself.’
Annie sprang
from her seat like a giant cork. ‘That’s insulting and ridiculous. How dare you
even suggest …’ She promptly sat again as though pushing away any semblance of
thought about the words she was about to utter.
Mia cast a glance
at Peter’s persistently bland expression, now intently aimed at the mottled
blue carpet. Then at Tim, who muttered something about bullshit.
‘No, it’s quite
feasible actually,’ Mia persisted, one eyebrow arching. ‘Rachel would not be
the first troubled teen to overdose on alcohol or drugs because she is
overwhelmed by problems. And she wouldn’t be the last. Hopefully, one of our
psychologists will get her to talk about it.’
Annie Hooper’s
eyes widened. ‘I’d prefer the shrinks left her alone. They cause more harm than
good in my opinion.’
Over the
following minutes Mia tried to make allowances for the parents’ rigid denial of
the possibility that their daughter was deeply troubled. Shock and even the
will to protect family dignity may have been factors, but these people
stubbornly refused to relent, despite her most determined efforts at convincing
them that much care was needed because their daughter could be in grave danger
of making a repeat attempt on her life.
‘Mm, it’s all a
bit of a mystery,’ Mia said, finally giving up. ‘But we shall know more when
Rachel regains consciousness. The good news is that there doesn’t seem to have
been any damage done to her heart muscle.’ She stood and a spontaneous sigh
escaped her. ‘You can see Rachel very briefly, then I suggest you go home and
get some sleep. That way you’ll be fresh for her tomorrow.
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Dianne Maguire is a social worker turned novelist with over 20
years' experience in child welfare and protection.
She has won the Pauline Walsh Prize in the Eastwood/Hills Regional
Annual Literary Awards and in 2010 she co-wrote a collection of non-fiction
short stories, It's About Time, for children's charity Time for Kids. Her articles have been published in state and
national newspapers and magazines.
Although Dianne lives in Adelaide with her husband Jerome, she
does most of her writing on the Fleurieu Peninsula. What Matters Most is her
debut novel.
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Dianne will be awarding an eCopy of What
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ReplyDeleteSorry guys - I found a typo! What I said was: Thanks Goddess Fish Promotions and BookLover Sue for allowing me to stop over today. I'd love to answer any questions your followers may have about me, my debut novel 'What Matters Most', or my next book out in a few months. Or cruise my web-site on www.diannemaguireauthor.com.au. :)
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ReplyDeleteIf you could have any accents from anywhere in the world, what would you choose?
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DeleteI think the French language is transportingly beautiful so of course that would be my first choice. And because 'What Matters Most' features an Irishman I guess I have an affinity with that language as well. Having said all that, when writing I am wary of adhering faithfully to any accent for my characters because I think it can distract the reader and slow the pace of the book. It's an interesting question - thanks for posing it. Regards, Dianne.
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ReplyDeleteI'm so excited to read this book. It is on my winter TBR list.
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