Chapter 10
“Hi, Annie,” Sarah greeted as she opened the front door and welcomed me into her home. “Come on through. The working bee is out the back.”
I stepped into the white tiled entry way, careful not to bump the walls with either of the full garbage bags I was carrying. We followed the raucous laughter wafting through the house to its source on the back patio. A bunch of the crew from work were gathered in the shade, chatting, drinking and working in pairs.
“Hey, Flipper.” Nathan waved me over. “Are both those bags all cans?”
“Yep.”
“Excellent. You can start on them. Tape them up in pairs then pass them on to Shorty to make strings.”
I frowned.
“Go sit next to Shorty. He’ll run you through it.”
I hauled my bags of aluminium to the other side of the patio and dumped them next to
