Chapter 30

“I went to see Mister Mo earlier,” he muttered at last, pushing away his half-finished plate and eliciting a scowl from Marta.

She raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to elaborate, and he squirmed in his seat, the radio playing softly in the background, a chorus of words repeated over and over again: hold on, hold on, hold on

“Yeah, I just thought I should apologize and stuff,” he said, still struggling to find the right words, “you know, about getting drunk and stuff. I kind of wanted to say thanks as well.”

Marta nodded.

“Did you see Sally as well?”

Jude squirmed further.

“I saw her a day or so ago. I think I might need to give her some time.”

“I’m not surprised,” Marta smiled to herself. “You didn’t make things easy for her.”

“Yeah,” Jude agreed forlornly, “I seem to be doing that a lot lately.”