CHAPTER 16
Reuben quickly got into the routine of making sure he finished his work by three o’clock, even if it meant skipping lunch, so he could be out the door right on the dot before Joe could find him extra work. He had no desire to be there for a moment longer than he had to.
As he stood in the car park strapping on his helmet, Joe appeared at the back door of the kitchen with a bag of rubbish. He looked from Reuben back to the Barbiemobile with growing incredulity. He walked over, still holding the rubbish.
‘Hey, boy! You borrowed that from your wife?’
‘No, it’s mine.’
‘You’re not serious?’
‘I’m afraid so.’
He chuckled. The chuckle gained momentum and became a guffaw, which then turned into a belly laugh that echoed around the car park. Two women walking past turned and stared
