‘Heard it was good Friday, apart from Pugwash.’
‘It was Sid, where were you?’ Jack was leaning on the reception counter, Mandy pacing, excited.
‘My daughter’s not well.’
‘Sid, I’m so sorry, can you say?’
‘She found a lump.’
Mandy thought, Oh no Jack is bound to make a joke, but he didn’t, ‘Buzz me through.’ He did, and Jack put his arm around Sid’s shoulder.
Mandy thought she saw a frailty in Sid she’d never seen before.
Jack spoke as soft as he could, so they heard in Australia, ‘I’m sure it’ll be okay, anything you want, just ask,’ and Jack picked-up the phone, nothing.
‘You have to press the button here.’
‘I know that, I was using dramatic irony.’
Mandy and Sid looked at each other, “dramatic irony”? Sid pressed the button.
‘Hello, can you put me through to Brenda please?’ Ja
