Chapter Seven
The Drawer
“Bette’s c*****g up of things made setting women against her as easy as sliding a bow into her beehive.”—Mr Ex
1948
Bette had pushed her idea of democracy and fairness to the limit, leading to a lazy committee of bigwigs who agreed on nothing, argued over everything, and was so up itself it listened to no one, including the Voted In.
But then who’d listen to them?
Every day, the Voted Ins arrived at the room with a view to find the meeting had been “brought forward,” the main business “done and dusted,” and any decent caffeine a mere ring at the bottom of a cup.
Their suggestions were squashed and comments ignored, and their so-called uniforms didn’t help. In fact, many laughed at them, especially their comrades—the cleaners from the outback. One look at a d
