‘Are you okay Laura?’
The phone shoved deep into her pocket; Laura tried to compose herself.
‘Laura are you okay?’ She repeated.
The door opened; Laura came face to face with Lucy. ‘I’ve just had some news, that’s all . . .’ She didn’t want to reveal everything, not in front of a relative stranger.
‘We’ll go to my office, and we can talk there.’
As she passed her work colleagues, Laura didn’t notice the gentle glances in her direction. She almost fell on the chair – sure she was going to lose her job for this. ‘I’m sorry. I totally understand if you fire me.’
‘Clearly something has upset you.’
Laura was about to say that it was a family matter, but there was something she couldn’t quite put her finger on. ‘My mum was beaten up by my father a week ago. She stayed at her friend’s, but today I found out she went back to him.’ She bit her lip and a tiny particle of blood trickled down. ‘I’m sorry for my outburst, but I was just so angry.’
‘When will Martha ever learn.’
‘You knew my mum?’
‘She was my best friend growing up.’