Chapter Twenty-nine
Vanessa and I were still in conversation when, twenty minutes later, Donald walked back into the members’ section with Zombie-boy on his tail.
We watched Donald enter the lounge area as he began by feigning embarrassment with arms wide open. He had eyes as sly as a fox’s and a grin as hungry as a lion’s mouth. He profusely apologised to everyone for his uncharacteristic outburst and pleaded for forgiveness. He expressed his deepest regret and said nothing else should dampen the rest of the day. Unfortunately, he now had to depart as there was an urgent business matter he needed to address; it couldn’t wait. He told everyone they must enjoy the rest of their day and he would see most of them back in Sydney. Everyone then clapped and saluted Donald. He walked around the
