Chapter TwelveNikki is in her living room. She has an open folder marked ‘bills’ on the coffee table and she starts to plough through them. There were electricity bills, phone bills but the biggest headaches were her maxed-out credit cards. She begins to take in the enormity of the debts and feels a knot in her stomach twisting and ready to explode as her concerns grow. She takes a big drag on her cigarette and a large gulp of wine as the doorbell rings. She stubs out the cigarette and ventures off to open the door.
Nikki answers the door to find her mum Patsy stood there looking a bit distressed. She is hovering around 50, blonde and attractive and is a bit of a post- war glamour girl.
“What’s up mum? You look terrible.” Patsy pushes past her in a nervous state saying, “You won’t believ
