“Yes, let's just all go and get a sandwich together.”
Debs glances at Fi as though to say “Humor her.”
“Don't patronize me!” My voice is sharper than I meant.
“Forget about the accident! I'm not an invalid. I'm fine. But I need you to tell me the truth.” I look around the group in desperation.
“If we didn't have a row, what's wrong? What happened?”
“Olivia, nothing happened.” Fi sounds awkward. “It's 150 just... we don't really hang out with you anymore. We're not mates.”
“But why not?” My heart is thudding, but I'm trying to stay calm. “Is it because I'm the boss now?”
“It's not because you're the boss. That wouldn't matter if you were” Fi breaks off.
She shoves her hands in her pockets, not meeting my eye. “If I'm honest, it's because you're a bit of a...”
“What?” I'm lookin
