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pacing.
    ‘ So is that what you’re going to do now? ’
    ‘ No , i t’s too late now, I told her I was bringing someone. I’ve decided either to invent a swine flu ridden Carlos or go sick myself, ’ Kate said.
    Hermione let out a squeal of laughter and put her hands to her mouth again.
    ‘ What? ’ Kate asked .
    ‘ Well that will be playing right into her hands, ’ Hermione told her.
    ‘ Well what d’you suggest? I go, with this Joel, and have the entire firm knowing I use male escorts by first thing on Monday morning? ’
    ‘ Male escort or not, believe me you are going to have every woman at the dinner table wishing they had him sitting next to them. ’
    ‘ Argh ! This is mad! How did my life get like this? ’ Kate questioned, picking up Joel’s profile from the table.
    ‘ You Sweetie need to lighten up . I t’s just a night out, take it for what it is and to h ell with what Miranda thinks, ’ Hermione spoke.
    Kate let out a heavy sigh. It was easy for Hermione to say, she was good at everything . S he had a perfect life with a husband who adored her and three children who thought she was the best mother in the world, which of course she was. She had no idea what it was like to be abandoned and feel unwanted and useless.
    ‘ Enough of this talk of cancelling. Tomorrow bring Bethan’s overnight bag when you drop her off in the morning and I don’t want to see you again until Saturday. ’
    ‘ I’ll probably need all that time to try and make myself look like I could have a boyfriend like this, ’ Kate said , staring at the picture of Joel.
    ‘ If the banquet’s crap you can always come round here, I wouldn’t mind five minutes with him, ’ Hermione answered with a grin.

Four
     
    It was almost 6.00pm before Kate left work on Friday evening. The Lady Dragon had given her two sets of accounts to finalise that apparently she wanted to review first thing on Monday. Kate knew she had done it deliberately but she had almost given up caring. She didn’t have the energy for workplace games; it was all she could do to concentrate on the jobs. She dutifully did as she was told , not wanting to give Miranda any more reason to ridicule her. Of course the Lady Dragon had disappeared at 3.30pm to what was down in her diary as an ‘out of the office meeting’. Kate suspected it was a visit to the hairdresser or the beautician. Somewhere exclusive and expensive, somewhere that catered for the rich and famous and Oscar nominees.
    Kate had managed to get her hair done in her lunch break. She had never been to the salon before but she hadn’t had time to be picky. She had been quite scared when she arrived , as the sign over the door had letters missing and instead of reading ‘Crimpers’ it now read ‘Crap’ where someone had added an ‘A’ with a black marker pen. She wondered how long it had been like that and whether anyone else knew or cared.
    The inside wasn’t much better, everything was vinyl and the sinks were avocado green. There was one woman having her hair tweaked with an afro comb. She had ended up with a dodgy perm like Deirdre Barlow in the early Nineties and another woman, hair set in rollers, seemed unperturbed by smoke billowing out of the back of her dryer. No one else looked bothered about it either so she had taken a seat and leafed through a 1998 edition of Woman’s Weekly . Thankfully ‘ Natalie’ had put her more at ease, making her a coffee and giving her a copy of the latest Star Life magazine.
    She had a wet cut and it cost much more than expected. She almost choked when Natalie told her the price but she did like the finished result . Frankly that was amazing given that she had seen two women with very dodgy feathering and another woman with purple highlights. Her usually untamed dark brown mop had been cu t into a sleek, modern bob that seemed to instantly make her look younger. Anything that did that had to be worth the money. But the expensive do had meant there