Harriet decided, after spending a couple of nights at Adam’s and a painful shift at the café, that she was better off finally cutting her losses. Marie was horrible at work, blaming Harriet for everything that went wrong, falsely accusing her of being rude to a customer, reprimanding her openly… Continue reading “Chapter Three”
Harriet took out her phone and dialled a number.
“Mr Chow? It’s Harriet again, Harriet Board. I saw you earlier to… Continue reading “Chapter Two”
Harriet was walking home in the late summer sun. She was feeling positive, and it had been a rare good day off. She had spent the day following up leads on workshops, railways arches, and smaller shared industrial units at Theraton Business Park. Continue reading “Chapter One”