The next morning, Elizabeth received a w******p message from Betty Smith, informing her that Fatbusters would be meeting an hour earlier this evening. She’d also attached a motivational make the day count meme that Elizabeth firmly deleted. She was not looking forward to another day in the company of Jane Bates. For the first time ever, she contemplated throwing a sickie. The thought of retirement no longer seemed so unappealing. It was a glorious day and Elizabeth daydreamed that if she didn’t have to work, she could pull on her boots and follow the coastal path for hours.
With a sinking feeling in her stomach, she got ready for work and left her flat to catch the bus at the end of her street. When she arrived at Blooms, her mood lifted upon hearing that her nemesis was out for the rest
