42 Tasha
‘What a time to go to the gym,’ Jane says as I take the tins from the carrier bags and put them into the cupboards. Her presence here has become completely normal recently. She’s almost a part of the family.
‘Yeah, well, that’s Nick for you,’ I say, not wanting to add anything else.
‘Maybe he wants to get rid of his frustrations through exercise. Wear himself out.’
‘Maybe,’ I reply.
‘His way of having some normality. Something to take his mind off things, perhaps.’
I put a tin down on the shelf in the cupboard a little harder than I normally would. ‘Perhaps.’ I think she senses I’m uncomfortable, as she quickly changes the subject.
‘I swear they’re making these carrier bags thinner nowadays. Bit of a con, really, seeing as they charge us 5p for each one.’
‘Got to look afte
