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Chapters (70)
  1. About the Author
  2. Also by Ruth Hogan
  3. Title Page
  4. Imprint Page
  5. How to use this eBook
  6. Dedication
  7. Epigraph
  8. Contents
  9. The Promise
  10. Chapter 1
  11. Chapter 2
  12. Chapter 3
  13. Chapter 4
  14. Chapter 5
  15. Chapter 6
  16. Chapter 7
  17. Chapter 8
  18. Chapter 9
  19. Chapter 10
  20. Chapter 11
  21. Chapter 12
  22. Chapter 13
  23. Chapter 14
  24. Chapter 15
  25. Chapter 16
  26. Chapter 17
  27. Chapter 18
  28. Chapter 19
  29. Chapter 20
  30. Chapter 21
  31. Chapter 22
  32. Chapter 23
  33. Chapter 24
  34. Chapter 25
  35. Chapter 26
  36. Chapter 27
  37. Chapter 28
  38. Chapter 29
  39. Chapter 30
  40. Chapter 31
  41. Chapter 32
  42. Chapter 33
  43. Chapter 34
  44. Chapter 35
  45. Chapter 36
  46. Chapter 37
  47. Chapter 38
  48. Chapter 39
  49. Chapter 40
  50. Chapter 41
  51. Chapter 42
  52. Chapter 43
  53. Chapter 44
  54. Chapter 45
  55. Chapter 46
  56. Chapter 47
  57. Chapter 48
  58. Chapter 49
  59. Chapter 50
  60. Chapter 51
  61. Chapter 52
  62. Chapter 53
  63. Chapter 54
  64. Chapter 55
  65. Chapter 56
  66. Chapter 57
  67. Chapter 58
  68. A few thoughts and more than a few thanks
  69. A Word About Our Covers
  70. 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?’