3.3
At work the following day, Yvette was feeling surprisingly light-hearted. It was another bright summer’s day but the sea breeze had come in early and there were wisps of high cloud to the north. With the school holidays over, the café was quiet and there wasn’t a discounted Santa toy or box of Christmas cards in sight. Yvette set about cleaning tables, tidying the counter and serving the few customers that trickled in from the mall.
At the end of her shift, Pinar drew Yvette aside. She gave her a knowing smile and said, ‘Are you having baby?’
‘Yes.’ There was no denying it.
Pinar’s smile fell away and her face took on a troubled look. ‘Yvette, I am sorry. I let you go.’
Yvette stared at her, open-mouthed.
‘Your husband take care of you. Yes?’
‘My husband?’
‘This your last shift
