Chapter 41
Hana made it to the last day of term. Alan Dobbs organised a Christmas party at a restaurant in town and the staff gathered to farewell another successful year.
“Well done, one and all,” Dobbs said, his voice higher than usual as he slopped his glass of Waikato Draught and raised it in a toast.
“One and all,” Angus repeated, beaming around at his exhausted staff. He rose and reached for a sheet of paper, an expensive Scots’ malt whisky slurring his voice. “Now, I must farewell a loyal and trusted colleague.” He held his hand out to Hana and she cringed. Amidst jeers and wolf whistles, surrounding staff pushed her up and their enthusiasm propelled her forward.
Angus’ speech reduced her to tears. The gift of vouchers for a baby wear shop overwhelmed her and exhaustion nipped a
