Chapter Sixteen
The Secret
Revenge is like chocolate – too much leads to indigestion.
After Betty left, the Bag Lady retreated into her teepee. Puss, appearing from nowhere, meowed outside until, with a grunt, the Bag Lady unzipped her tent and let her in.
How things had changed…
Before the Bag Lady moved into my garden it was a tidy space with a neat garden and a shed that Rodger hid in. No one sat in it; even Puss skipped across the grass to somewhere better, until the Bag Lady erected her teepee. She built campfires, burnt things, and collected junk from her walks. And my garden turned into a meeting place full of artistically arranged rubbish where women whinged, laughed, and drank by the fire.
I soon stopped watching TV.
Originally the Bag Lady lived in a small one-man tepee th
