Chapter Eight
Saturday arrived and there were preparations in both households. At the Broderick’s, Sally was still giving Richard the ‘cold shoulder’ and being nasty to him. He bore with it patiently.
At five o’clock, Sally barged into Richard’s office. “I’m going in the bath now, then I’m out tonight. My taxi will be coming at quarter to seven. I’m making my own food. You do what you like. And just for your interest, I’m going to see the girls. We’ve sorted the problem out and we’re going to have a night out on the town. Who knows, they might introduce me to some of their male student friends. Maybe I could tempt one of them with an offer of sniffing my knickers…before he takes them off me, of course. Expect me when you see me.”
“Yeah, right,” said Richard. “You’re being ridiculous.” ‘
