"Ah, bollocks," said Janet, coming into the kitchen with her phone in her hand. "Who was it this time?" I asked, taking another sip of my rooibos tea. "Work. Natasha's screwed something up again, and they want me to come in and sort it out." "Do you have to go?" "I don't have to, but if I don't, the whole place will be in complete meltdown by the time I get back next week." I smiled.
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