Chapter 84

I have worked my arse off for five days getting this club ready, and now, as opening night looms upon me, I stand out in the car park giving Feral his daily food portion. Sun is blazing down on us in this gorgeous weather, warming my head and shoulders in my loose shirt dress, entirely out of the norm for the time of year, and I feel a little less tense than I did indoors. My nerves for re-opening night have been getting to me for days, and I’m strung up to high heaven with a constant lead weight in my stomach.

I may have grown a little attached to this snarling little ginger beast and have been feeding him twice a day when I pop out here for air. It’s become ritualistic for me. Escaping my confines for breathing space to expel my anxiety and seeing this hopeless creature. He’s starting to look a lot more appealing now that skin and bone have padding and thicker, healthier fur slightly.

He’s staring at me from under the bonnet of the nearest car, his usual hiding spot, a