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back to work tomorrow. It’s not a bad job, but my earnings are a fraction of what they used to be.’
    ‘Haven’t you always been a receptionist?’
    ‘No, Betty. At one time I had a flourishing career. I started off as a sales rep for a company supplying laboratory equipment. I gained promotions and eventually became the sales manager.’
    ‘Really? Goodness, that sounds exciting, but I know little about the commercial world.’
    ‘It’s amazing how far some women have come since the war ended. Now they have independence, with the opportunity to take up careers that were considered unsuitable for them before the conflict. Yet to gain promotion I’m sure that, like me, they had to fight every step of the way, to prove themselves as capable as men.’
    ‘Yes, but my daughter is always telling me that things are different now, that women have more opportunities.’
    ‘She’s probably right. Mind you, sometimes I wish I hadn’t concentrated so hard on a career. I missed out on marriage, on children, but I was ambitious. If I hadn’t been such a fool, if I hadn’t trusted a man…’ Val smiled sadly, leaving the sentence unfinished.
    ‘Why, what happened?’
    ‘It’s a long story and I don’t want to bore you.’
    ‘No, please, I’d love to hear about it.’
    ‘All right, then. As I said, I was ambitious, and made sure I kept up with current trends in the marketplace, worked hard to find sources of information. It was an exciting time, with new developments in equipment that would require no manual operation. This would be an enormous breakthrough for the industry and started with a titration device patented in America.’
    ‘Pardon? A what?’
    ‘Sorry, Betty, it’s all technical jargon–and no wonder you look bemused. I shouldn’t have blinded you with science, so come on, let’s talk about something else.’
    ‘No, do carry on. It’s just that I don’t know anything about laboratory equipment. You…you mentioned a man?’
    Betty seemed eager to hear more, but Val wondered how far to go. She took a deep breath, deciding to expand a little. ‘Yes, there was a man, but he ruined my life. You see during my time as a sales rep, and occasionally as sales manager, I had to do a lot of travelling, sometimes staying overnight in hotels. As our equipment was for targeted markets, such as private laboratories, universities and hospitals, we sometimes came across reps from other companies. It was during an overnight stay that I met Mike Freeman. He was from another firm and it was just friendly rivalry at first, a bit of banter, but I have to admit I was attracted to him. We became involved, seeing each other at every opportunity. He was a sales manager too, with a team about the same size as mine, so it wasn’t always easy. We continued to meet as often as possible for the next eighteen months, but then…’ With a small shake of her head, Val’s sentence trailed off.
    Betty leaned forward, softly urging, ‘Oh dear, what happened?’ As always, Val found it hard to talk about Mike Freeman, and hoped she had said enough to encourage Betty to open up too. ‘I…I’m sorry, Betty, it’s so painful, and even now just talking about it upsets me. Please, can we change the subject?’
    Betty looked disappointed, but her tone was sympathetic. ‘You poor thing. Yes, talking about things can be painful and I know how you feel. Let’s have another cup of tea and do help yourself to biscuits.’
    It boded well that Betty understood how she felt, and though Val wanted to ask more, she held back, hoping that Betty would elaborate on her situation.
    She took a biscuit, but after Betty had poured two more cups of tea she said nothing further on the subject, instead saying, ‘I’m looking forward to going to that shop you told me about. You said they sell good–quality second–hand clothes. Where do they get them from?’
    ‘I’m not really sure, but I would imagine from women who want only the latest