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  57. Acknowledgements

Heidi and Dell brought the taxi chit with them to the supermarket. None of them really knew how taxi chits worked and assumed the boss had already paid for the taxi trip and the chit was a voucher, but Greta was pretty sure they would be charged after the chit was used, in which case they would know it was used for something other than coming home from a late night at the shop. Out of everyone, Greta and Peggy were the greatest advocates for not using the taxi chit. Heidi and Dell got paid and sometimes they would cover things when Greta and Peggy’s benefit hadn’t come through. All four of them needed Heidi and Dell to keep the job. But mostly Greta and Peggy needed Heidi and Dell to keep their job.

The bus was late, but it was okay, they still had plenty of time to get to the supermarket. They’d get their shopping and then go to the meeting down the road from the supermarket. They would take all their shopping bags. Maybe there wouldn’t be that many bags. Realistically, they couldn’t know on their first time. When the bus arrived, it was full and the four of them had to stand. They didn’t mind. They talked to each other and looked around the bus. Most people were in suits and coming home from work. No one looked at them. They all concentrated hard on looking at something which wasn’t the two sets of women who looked exactly like each other because they’d been caught being sluts and drunk in a moment when none of them and none of their friends had been. No one wanted to see that. It was like this everywhere and it meant Peggy and Greta and all the others were free to look at everyone – intently. All of them had made a study of it. The bus was full of people looking away from them. How many of them were going to get groceries no one knew, but when the bus stopped outside the supermarket a lot of people got out.

‘Maybe someone will give us a ride home from the meeting,’ Greta said as they got a trolley. It was a good point. People in meetings often said that. If you got your own way there, they would give you a lift home. Maybe even with shopping. It felt wholesome. Being able to go to the meeting with bags of food, saying, ‘We just went shopping.’