Chapter Four“Sally and you are close, so what do you think the story is?” Cath asks.
“I dunno, she hasn’t let on,” Becky responds. “She doesn’t exactly share stuff, you know.”
Fuck, here we go.
Both have their backs turned towards me, but Elaine, who’s so far just been listening in, has spotted me and started shuffling uncomfortably from one foot to the next.
“Don’t mind me, I’m just going to do some actual work,” I remark and nod at them, just as the two busybodies turn with guilty expressions on their faces.
“I’m sorry, Sal. But you’re being so mysterious that we can’t help ourselves.” Becky plops down next to me and repeatedly tries to push a lock of her stubborn hair behind her ear, to no avail.
“Whatever.”
“He was hot though, that Gareth guy.”
I shrug, trying to block my old m
