TWENTY-FIVE
Mandy finished her meeting and drove to the hospital to see Alice and to make sure Jack had a lift. Dolly was in the ICU waiting area while they moved Alice to a side ward. They sat together, exchanged pleasantries, the shock of Alice being Jack’s daughter, sharing the amusing reality. ‘Jack with Alice?’ Mandy casually enquired.
‘No, he went off with that chap you call Norafarty,’ Dolly replied.
‘What, Len? Bugger that turnip, where’d he go Dolly?’
She shrugged her shoulders, ‘Sorry love, didn’t say. Just said, he’d be back up to Alice when he’d done what he wanted to do.’
‘Dolly, I have to go, give my love to Alice and say I have to go after her drip of a dad, she’ll understand.’
‘So do I babes…’
Dolly’s reply drifted as Mandy dashed off, jogging down the corridor, her
