Chapter 7
It didn’t take long for word to get around about Macca leaving us the pub. By the time I did my first round of the bars the next day, the locals were all asking me about it. Probably Suzie had told her two sisters and from there, who knows? One of them might’ve even put it on f*******:, which pissed me off – it was our business, nobody else’s – and when yet another local in the public bar asked me what we were going to do next, I’d had enough.
‘Maybe burn the place down,’ I snapped. ‘Save everyone a load of trouble.’
His offended expression said it all.
‘Sorry, Bert,’ I said. ‘The last few days have been a bit of a nightmare.’
‘That's all right, dearie,’ he said. ‘You’re all still upset about poor old Macca, I’ll bet.’
I nodded, and went off to hide in the office. Upset abo
