6
Breakdown
‘You promised me you’d got it done,’ Valerie moaned as Alan lifted his phone above his head in another desperate attempt to get a signal. They had somehow managed to break down in the only mobile blackspot along the whole A30. ‘I told you it was catching, and you said you’d take it in.’
Alan rolled his eyes. ‘Do we have to go through this now?’
‘I told you that the gearbox was playing up, and you said you’d get it looked at.’
‘I was waiting for the sales,’ Alan moaned. ‘January’s always cheaper.’
‘Well, we’re screwed now, aren’t we?’
‘Don’t worry, I’m covered. I’ll have them out before you can say “Christmas cake”.’
‘Christmas cake!’ Lucy screamed, wondering if she was going insane. At least the freezing cold wind had cleared her hangover, even if the constant roar of t
