She fetches her hairdryer and plugs it in. Then she sprays styling mouse into the palm of one hand and works it through Megan’s hair. With the hairdryer on she raises her voice and Megan wonders how much of the story the woman seated by the window is taking in.
‘Carmel didn’t meet any nice boys. She didn’t have the heart for it. Her life was finished the day Trevor took off, that’s how she felt. It wasn’t that she was a wizened old spinster in the making, nothing like that. She was young. She had her whole life ahead of her. She’d saved more than enough for the bus fare to Melbourne and Aunty Mavis had a mate Vi who owned a salon in Williamstown and she was sure Vi would take Carmel on. What was she waiting for?
‘She had to wait until after Veronica and Kev’s wedding. And then there was
