Chapter Forty-Five
Ash was in the pub with her dad, watching Chelsea lose, when her phone buzzed in her pocket with a message from Gloria.
Can you meet me in the alley off Brooke Street at 5? Maybe we can go for a drive?
A drive? What where they? Teenagers who had just got their driving licence? But Ash understood. As long as her daughters were home, Gloria’s house was partly off limits. They could hardly meet at Ash’s parents’ house for a private conversation either. She texted back that she’d be there.
“Gloria?” her dad asked.
Ash just nodded. It had all been a bit much this weekend. Telling her dad. Spending time with Gloria’s girls. Her mother now asking about Gloria in front of her father. Adrian quipping about it over Sunday lunch. These were all positives, in the grand scheme o
