Emma had a shower, which helped to raise her mood. She told herself, almost as a mantra, that she had to be strong. No matter what, she was going to come out of this stronger than before.
She had no clean underwear with her but Grace had left Emma some panties, but they were too small and chafed her crotch. Grace was a size 12 or 14, depending on the fit, whereas Emma was a 20 or 22. She washed out her own bra, pants, and tights and put them in the tumble dryer to dry, glad to have something to do and take her mind off things.
Just after nine o’clock, her mobile rang. It was Alice but Emma did not answer as her heart gave a sudden unwelcome flutter and her stomach roiled again.
Alice rang again 10 minutes later, and then every five or 10 minutes thereafter for the next hour or more. Emm
