Chapter 38

“What the hell???”

“She demands to know where Mr Munro is, Abby!” Alice put her hands on her hips, pushing her chin out defiantly. Rose loved that fierce little old lady. She did look like a force to reckon with, standing there all bosom, plump floral dress and angry glare. Her grey curls bounced in agitation. Morag was scowling at her angrily, pointing a bony finger at her in mid-air.

“This Shit again? Really?… He’s not here, Morag! I’m sure Alice already told you! He’s gone to Glasgow for a few days.” Abby could not conceal her hatred of the other woman. Coming close to her in a defiant aggressive manner.

“LIAR!” she almost screamed in Abby’s face, causing Rose to jump where she was shielded from view, her nerves tingling with the impulse to protect her friend. She swayed against the balcony, torn between staying put or going down there and getting in between them.

“He’s with her. Isn’t he? He’s with his fucking whore!” She was spitting venom, her normally