Chapter Twenty-Nine
“Ha! Ha! The King wins again!” The fishermen shouts out. Two men sit either side of the stacked crates under the wharf side loading dock roof. They play cards as Josephine quietly approaches smiling. The fork lift truck moves a heavy stack of frozen fish towards a white company truck next to them. Two men start loading up the truck. The man throws the cards onto the crate top and eagerly gathers up the small pile of coins. Josephine smiles and moves up closer to them both.
“Hello. So sorry to bother you. I’m trying to find the Fish Friday depot shop. You know, to buy the fresh catch, is that near here?”
“Sorry love. We only do wholesale down hear, exports and the like. You can buy direct from our cafes though, up in the city.”
“But if I wanted to buy in bulk. What w
