PRESSURE

‘Lawrence? Is that you?’

Lawrence looks up from his mobile to see Jo Clemens staring at him. Flushing, he shoves his phone into his pocket.

‘Hi Jo.’

‘Are you a volunteer? What the heck? I thought you were on our side?’

‘Yeh I am but – ‘

‘I geddit. You thought this was a good way to get in free and see the bands.’

‘No, but – ‘

‘Huh! Stupid me – I thought you cared about our campaign.’ Jo stalks off in the direction of the quay without waiting for an answer.

Flushing again, this time with frustration, Lawrence pulls out his phone. A group of other volunteers is heading his way including a couple of lads from school. Hastily, he texts again: Ok I’ll do it.

Chapter 38