CHAPTER 7
Marvin’s opened the biscuits too early again. There are crumbs scattered over the table and he’s currently munching his way through his fourth. I take the packet off him, before they’ve all gone, just as Freya walks through the door with Mr and Mrs Montgomery trailing after her. The six of us are here; our writing group is complete.
Raveena is immediately weeping on Esther Montgomery’s shoulder. Esther is a statuesque, striking woman, with high defined cheekbones and a beehive hairdo. Esther is taller than I am, she’s elegant and classy, wears designer clothes and spectacles, I watch her patting Raveena’s head and am irritated that yet again Raveena is hijacking the writing group with her personal problems. Mr Montgomery is small in comparison but just as dignified as his
