“The big tech companies say they will no longer serve the region,” Jim told Annabel at breakfast. “They are going to apply geo-blocks so that we can’t access their sites any more. The assembly is threatening to block trade with the other regions because it’s worried about cross-border smuggling. It’s all falling apart. They have blamed foreigners again. Mark said the village only has electricity twice a day for two hours.”
Jim watched as Annabel walked from the fridge to the kitchen table. She had a definite stoop and appeared short of breath.
“Are you okay?” he asked. “The aspirin and statins don’t appear to be making much difference.”
“I’m fine, I’m tired, that’s all.”
“Lisa has been asking for money again.”
“Why don’t you invite her to stay here?”
“I have, but she can’t stand lea
