“You
dropped something.” Nuri said.
Eddy
shrugged dismissively. “It’s okay, it’s nothing important. I picked up my post
yesterday morning on the way out to work and forgot to open it.” He opened the
first letter, tutting at another bill reminder. It’d have to wait until pay
day, like all the others. The second envelope was unfamiliar and obviously
personal, with his name and address scrawled in ink and not printed by
computer. He quickly skimmed the letter inside. He couldn’t help the horrified
gasp that escaped him. “What a bitch!”
“What
is it?”
“Andy
bloody Anders. She’s suing me for unpaid fees.” He glanced up to see Nuri’s
sister and her brood at the top of the stairs, peering down at him. And Nuri’s
mother had just come into the hallway from the kitchen, her eyes widening at
Eddy’s exclamation. “I’m sorry Mrs Emin,” Eddy apologised hurriedly. What a way
to impress his boyfriend’s family. And in front of the children too! He’d