Chapter Fifteen
Rosemary and Arthur. What of them?
Pat put down the phone and grimaced
at Julie.
“Sticky??”
Pat nodded and sat down.
She pulled a face. “Brambles Cottage. 2pm Thursday.”
“What? Thursday? I can’t Thursday.
Ah, you know I can’t do Thursday.”
Pat nodded, “I know, but I didn’t
have any choice. It was Thursday or nothing. Anyway, don’t worry, I can do it.
I know I can. I’ll just go up the A1 and back again. But I need to eyeball
them. I can be back late evening.”
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