What the Paparazzi Didn't See. Nicola Marsh

leaving her the legal guardian of Cindy.

      Crazy thing was Liza had long forgiven her father for running out on them after Cindy’s birth. Men were fickle and couldn’t stand a little hardship. She’d come home from her first day of school to find her dad shoving belongings into his car in front of a stoic mum.

      Louisa had cried silent tears, holding a twelve-month-old Cindy in her arms, while her dad had picked Liza up, hugged her tight, and told her to take good care of her sister.

      And she’d been doing it ever since.

      While Liza might have forgiven—and forgotten—her dad, she couldn’t forgive her mum as easily. Louisa had watched Cindy grow. Had been a good mum in her own way. But Liza had seen the signs. The subtle withdrawing of affection, longer respite visits away from the girls, the scrimping and saving of every cent.

      Her mum hadn’t left a note either. She’d just walked out of the door one morning with her suitcases and never looked back.

      If Louisa expected Liza to be grateful for the birthday cards stacked with hundred-dollar bills that arrived every year on Cindy’s birthday, she could think again.

      Cindy needed love and caring, not guilt money.

      Thankfully, with what Liza had done over the last decade, Cindy’s financial future was secure and they no longer needed her mum’s money.

      Now she needed to start doing stuff for her and first item on the agenda involved finding her dream job. One that didn’t involve schmoozing or showing her best angle to the cameras.

      She sipped at the tea, savouring the warmth.

      ‘Could you drink that any slower?’ Shar wiped brownie crumbs off her fingers and mimicked talking with her hand.

      Liza placed a cup on the saucer and reached for a brownie, when Shar slapped her wrist. ‘You can eat later. I want details, girlie.’

      Liza chuckled. ‘Better tell you something before you break a bone.’

      Shar’s hand continued to open and shut, miming chatter. ‘Still not enough of this.’

      ‘Okay, okay.’ Liza leaned back and sighed. ‘Henri’s book launch was every bit as boring and pompous as him. I was doing the rounds, talking to the regular people. I got bored as usual.’

      Then she’d stepped out onto that balcony and her life had changed in an instant.

      Melodramatic? Hell yeah, but no matter where her future led she’d never forget that one incredible night with Wade at the Westin.

      ‘And?’ Shar leaned forward and rubbed her hands together.

      ‘I needed some fresh air, headed outside, met someone.’

      ‘Now you’re talking.’

      Liza sighed. How to articulate the rest without sounding like a floozy?

      ‘Shar, you know Cindy is my world, right?’

      Shar’s eyes lost their playful sparkle and she nodded, sombre. ‘Never seen anyone as dedicated as you.’

      ‘Everything I’ve done is for my little sis and I’d do it again in a heartbeat, but last night signalled a new beginning for me and when the opportunity to celebrate presented itself? Well, let’s just say I grabbed it with both hands.’

      Shar let out a soft whoop and glanced at Cindy’s door. ‘Good for you.’ She leaned forward and wiggled her eyebrows. ‘So how was he?’

      Liza made a zipping motion across her lips. ‘No kissing and telling here.’

      Shar reached across and patted her forearm. ‘All I can say is about time, love. You’re a good girl, dating those dweebs to secure your financial future, making the most of your assets. About time you had a little fun.’

      ‘There was nothing little about it,’ Liza deadpanned, joining in Shar’s laughter a second later.

      ‘Hey, Liza, is it Coco Pops time?’

      Liza’s heart squished as it always did at the sound of Cindy’s voice from behind her bedroom door. There was nothing she wouldn’t do for her baby sister.

      ‘You know the drill. Weet-Bix as usual,’ Liza called out, draining the rest of her tea before heading to the bedroom to help Cindy dress.

      ‘Are you going to see him again?’ Shar asked as Liza paused with her hand on the doorknob.

      Liza shook her head, the disappointment in Shar’s expression matching hers.

      Silly, as Liza didn’t have time for disappointments. She had a secure investment about to mature, a new career in marketing to embark on and an easier life ahead.

      No time at all to reminisce about the hottest night of her life and what might have been if she’d had the courage to leave her details.

      ‘Trade you a pancake stack for the Weet-Bix,’ Cindy said as Liza eased open the bedroom door.

      The moment she saw Cindy’s beaming, lopsided smile, Liza wiped memories of Wade and focused on the number-one person in her life and her sole motivation.

      Life was good.

      She didn’t have room in it for commanding, sexy guys, no matter how unforgettable.

      FOUR

      LIZA LITHGOW’S STYLE TIPS

      FOR MAXIMUM WAG WOW IMPACT

      The Classics

      You don’t need money to create a WAG wow look. Designer bargains, vintage chic and good accessories can create an outfit that will have the paparazzi snap-happy.

      To create a timeless, elegant look consistently, it’s worthwhile investing in a few classic pieces, the items in any WAG’s wardrobe that will always be in style.

       Little black dress. (A staple. Buy several: different lengths, necklines, fitting. The classic LBD is a lifesaver and can be combined with various jacket/shoe combinations to give the illusion of many different looks.)

       Jacket. (Make sure it’s expensive and tailored. It will last for ever.)

       Heels. (Black patent leather stilettos will never go out of style.)

       Sunglasses. (Brand names are classy. Enlist the help of an honest shop assistant to ensure the shape/size suits your face.)

       Boots. (Black and brown leather boots can be worn with anything and everything. High heels and flats in both recommended.)

       Striped top. (Black and white stripes are a staple. Dress up or down.)

       Ballet flats. (Perfect to pop into your bag to use at the end of a long day at the Spring Racing Carnival or a long night of dancing.)

       Trousers. (Tailored black and beige will go with almost anything. Wide leg is elegant. Bootleg flattering.)

       Belt. (Thin, black leather. Classic.)

       Cardigan. (Cream cashmere, can’t go wrong.)

       Clutch. (Smaller than a handbag yet makes a bigger statement.)

       Handbag. (Must carry everything including the kitchen sink but bigger isn’t always better. Co-ordinate handbag to your outfit and shoes. Choose neutral colours: black, tan, brown. Mid-size with handles and shoulder strap best.)

       Jeans. (Discover which style suits you best and stick with it. But for maximum WAG wow, have denim in various cuts: skinny, bootleg, boyfriend, etc.)

       Trenchcoat. (Double-breasted, belted, beige. Classic.)

       Watch. (For timeless elegance, invest in an expensive watch. People notice.)

       Bling. (Take the ‘less is best’ approach. Diamond stud earrings. Thin white gold necklace.