'She's not the little innocent you think she is,' Kate stepped beside me.
I had to refocus my mind from the visions of the previous night. 'Who?' I asked.
'Young Christine,' Kate said. 'I said: she's not the little innocent she appears to be.'
'She's a full grown woman,' I said. 'She's not a little girl anymore.' I was careful not to criticise.
Kate was silent for a few moments as we trudged upwards, gasping to gain our second wind. 'Don't let her fool you,' she said.
'Why you do treat her as you do?' I could not restrain myself any longer.
Kate held my eye for longer than I liked. 'To keep her in her place,' she said. 'Believe me, Brenda; you don't want that woman to be in charge.'
'I don't think she has ever been in charge,' I said. 'Not the way you bully her.'
'You only see part
