The Legacy: Trouble Comes Disguised As Family (Unspoken Book 2) by T. A. Belshaw

Author:T. A. Belshaw [Belshaw, T. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Authors Reach
Published: 2021-03-11T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

At seven o’clock on Saturday evening, Nicola took a deep swig from her glass of strong cider and unfolded the paper wrapping from the two portions of fish and chips she had just bought from Jackson’s chip shop on Middle Street.

Tipping the contents onto two warmed up dinner plates, she carried them through to the front room, placed them carefully down on the coffee table, then went back to the kitchen to retrieve her cider. When she returned to the living room, Bill was typing something into his phone.

‘Eat them while they’re hot, Owen. I mean, Bill,’ she said. ‘Don’t waste them, they cost a fortune these days. Fish and chips used to be a cheap family meal back in the—’

‘For God’s sake, stop wittering on, woman. Can’t you see I’m conducting business here?’

‘Sorry… Bill.’ Nicola picked up a chip and nibbled on it.

‘They’ve never tasted the same since they switched from cooking them in fat to oil.’

She dropped the half-eaten chip onto her plate and leaned back on the sofa with her glass in her hand. ‘Shall we see what’s on the tele?’

Bill stood up, grabbed his dinner plate and stormed into the kitchen. ‘I said I was busy.’

Nicola sighed and switched on the TV as the contestants taking part in Strictly Come Dancing, were giving their all. Nicola let the sounds of the excited audience wash over her for a few minutes, then, leaving her cooling dinner on the coffee table, she walked back through to the kitchen. Bill had finished texting for the moment and was washing his dinner down with a glass of Nicola’s strong cider as he scoured the day’s newspaper for the evening dog racing cards.

‘Haven’t you got anything better than this muck?’ he asked, pulling a face. ‘It’s sour.’

‘I had a bottle of wine from last night’s meal, but you drank it when we got home,’ she reminded him.

‘Nip over to the shop and get something a bit better, will you?’

As Nicola held out her hand for the money. Bill widened his eyes.

‘What? Come on, Nic, you know I’m skint.’ He spread butter onto a thin slice of bread and heaped a pile of chips onto it. Folding it in half he bit into the sandwich and pointed towards the door. ‘Beer will do… and not that cheap crap either.’

Ten minutes later, Nicola returned with a six pack of lager and another bottle of cheap, strong cider.

Bill looked up from the race cards as she entered the kitchen.

‘What kept you? I missed the 19.34 race.’ He checked his phone for the result and shrugged. ‘Wouldn’t have won anyway. I picked traps five and two.’ He looked up from the phone at Nicola who was still holding the cans of bitter. ‘I hope you got cold ones. Pour one out, put the rest in the fridge.’

Nicola rinsed a glass under the cold tap, snapped open a can and poured him a glass of beer. Placing it in front of him on the kitchen table, she opened the refrigerator door and put the remaining cans on the almost empty shelves.

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