CHAPTER 21
THE BAND WAS too loud, making conversation impossible. Roger was glad to have got Judy away from her brood for the evening (he’d even given the brick s**t-house £20 to babysit), but now she seemed more interested in listening to the music. Her head nodded in time to the beat, and her foot tapped out a rhythm on the carpet. This wasn’t how he’d envisaged the evening turning out; in the past he’d listened to the bands with his mates and had a bit of a laugh, but now he wanted to talk to this woman and get to know her better. He took a deep breath and raised his voice close to Judy’s ear.
“Fancy going on somewhere else a bit quieter?”
Judy was enjoying the music and the evening out. She was finding Roger amusing and good company, but was suddenly wary of getting closer, givi
