twelve
The afternoon consisted of a journey to the beautician’s. Two smiling attendants, Julie and Jane, wrapped them in a sea salt scrub followed by performing a full body massage. Rose tried hard to stifle her laughter as they rubbed at her feet. She lay on her stomach and watched the clock ticking round as they pummelled her back and thighs.
“What does this do, exactly?” she whispered to Shelly, who had her eyes closed and a look of immense pleasure on her face.
“What?” Shelly opened one eye.
Fresh-faced Julie answered for her. “The scrub opens your pores and draws out any deep-down impurities, leaving your skin super clean and radiant.”
Jane squirted a blob of translucent oil into the palm of her hand. “And the massage relaxes all your muscles and improves circulation and sk
