Chapters (70)
- About the Author
- Also by Ruth Hogan
- Title Page
- Imprint Page
- How to use this eBook
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- Contents
- The Promise
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- A few thoughts and more than a few thanks
- A Word About Our Covers
- Endmatter page 1
Shunty-Mae kicked at the water in frustration, soaking her dress.
‘Just remember, Imelda, I won’t always be able to break your fall.’
Chapter 21
Chapter 21
1973
‘Something’s got to be done.’ Sara-Jade was stone-cold sober for once, and unusually serious. Dolly, Daisy and Dixie nodded their blonde heads in agreement and there was a general murmuring of assent from the other women present. Sara-Jade and the mermaids had asked to meet Ruby in the café and had invited other female members of staff from Larkins to join them, including Imelda and Jeanie. When Ruby had asked why they couldn’t talk at the holiday park, Sara-Jade had replied, rather ominously, that ‘it wouldn’t be safe’. Once they were all seated, and Diamond had served them tea and biscuits, Sara-Jade, who was clearly their elected shop steward, explained why they were there.
‘Something’s got to be done about Mucky Marty. We’re all sick of his smutty mouth and wandering hands. It’s not right that we should be expected to work under these conditions.’
Ruby wasn’t surprised. She should have seen it coming. She spent most days dodging his unwelcome advances and flinching at his filthy comments. His behaviour around the guests was usually just the right side of appropriate, but with female members of staff it was open season. She felt her cheeks redden with shame at her own cowardice. She had known that this was happening and yet she had done nothing to stop it. Nothing to protect them. She hadn’t even had the self-respect to call him out when he made her feel cheap with his constant pawing and pathetic innuendo. She began to wonder now if she deserved it, had even encouraged it, by not saying ‘no’ or ‘stop’. She wished she had the guts to slap his face.
‘If we complain to him,’ began Dolly, ‘his answer is always the same,’ added Daisy.
‘Remember who pays your wages,’ they finished, in unison.
‘I’ve a good mind to tell him where to stick his wages,’ growled Dixie.
Diamond, who’d wandered over to eavesdrop on the pretext of bringing another plate of biscuits, was indignant on their behalf.
‘I said it before. That man’s a bloody disgrace! Do you want me to send Jack round to sort him out? I’m sure his offer still stands.’
Ruby shook her head. ‘It’s not that simple, Diamond. That’s why I haven’t mentioned it to Randall. His solution would be the same as Jack’s and it wouldn’t help. We stand to lose our jobs if we make a fuss and we all have bills to pay. Imelda, has he ever tried anything with you?’
‘No. But he’s terrified of dogs. He never comes near me.’
‘Lucky you,’ muttered Dixie, reaching under the table and scratching Grisha’s ears.
‘What about you, Jeanie?’