Here are the opening paragraphs of chapter two.
Ella didn’t stick to lime and soda. She lasted twenty minutes before she went to the bar and bought a bottle of wine. She came back with three glasses – one for herself, one for Steve’s wife and one for the drummer’s friend. But she ended up drinking most of it herself.
‘You should have seen their faces,’ Ella said, explaining for the fourth time how Gwynnie and Tiffy had reacted. She’d told Sam all about the dog cardigan, despite resolving not to. ‘Tiffy actually gagged. Said she was calling the building manager about the smell. Gladys just looked white all afternoon. Ha ha ha.’
Sam shook her head, but she laughed anyway.
‘It was funny, Sam.’
‘You should be careful. You really should,’ Sam whispered but she had tears in her eyes from laughing.
Ella went to the bar again but this time she did buy lime and sodas, Sam was right, it was a cheap drink. She picked her way back to the table now, the carpet was sticky and the air, though not smokey because it was banned, still had that air of nicotine and tar about it.
‘Why do they play here?’ Ella asked as she sat down. ‘It’s such a dump.’ She looked around her at the knocked about chairs, the tatty tables. They’d been there over an hour and Charlie’s band hadn’t even played yet, so far they’d listened to a pair of teenage lads doing a bad impersonation of One Direction and a country and western singer complete with yee-haa boots and a Stetson.
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