she had a go at me for eating crisp sandwiches for breakfast.’ Emma drew herself up. ‘“You are what you eat apparently.”’ She rolled her eyes. ‘I think it’s up to me what I eat. And then I caught her using wet wipes to wipe the phone receiver before she used it. By the time she’d answered it, they’d rung off!’
‘It takes all sorts, I suppose,’ Ollie said equably. ‘Dawn in the office is like that but not quite as bad.’ Ollie worked for the town council. He had a dull but reasonably paid job which was, most importantly, local enough for him to get to a RNLI shout when on call. ‘Let’s hope she gets fast-tracked and disappears up to head office.’ He put his hand on Emma’s. ‘Chill, Em. It’s not like you to get so worked up.’
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