BLACK MARKET
“How much? It’s only a cabbage!”
“Suit yourself - it’s no skin off my nose.”
“I’ll take it, but it’s daylight robbery.”
“It was moonlight, actually. How are you off for
spuds?”
“I could use a few kilos.”
“I’m rationing them – I can only let you have two.”
Danielle scuttled indoors before the neighbours saw
her buying black market vegetables, but if her husband didn’t get his meat and
two veg her life wouldn’t be worth living. She turned on the television, hoping
to hear better news about the virus.
Self-isolation with a bad-tempered man was worse than a
prison sentence.
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Roger Bultot's photo of empty shelves is chillingly apposite in view of the reported stock-piling some people are doing right now. Even I bought a carton of long-life milk 'just in case'. And we're being careful to wash our hands more often, but we're not panicking - more people died this week from a dozen other causes than of Covid-19.
MORE EXCITING in my life this week is that the third book in my LIVING ROCK series is now published. You can buy LANDSLIDE on Amazon in print or ebook by clicking on the cover image on the right. If you haven't read the first two books yet, A VOLCANIC RACE and WOLF PACK are still there waiting for you!
