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CHAPTER 9-DOING ACCOUNTS
Thank God, I've finally found her. And, we've made up.
This means that I might stand a chance against Elinor.
Now, we're safely at home doing our accounts. Weird, I know. I never thought I'd ever do my accounts. I did my accounts with Jess years ago and all I ended up with is 'Hi I am Becky Bloomwood' doodles on the page.
I open another bill and stare at it. Bloody hell, four hundred pounds? I write that in my paper and sum it all up. I look at it in shock.
Two thousand nine hundred ninety-six pounds? Oh God. This is terrible. How can I pay for something this high? In this doesn't even include Minnie's debt yet. Damn.
"Er, darling. How much did you get?" I ask, trying to keep calm. Minnie looks at her paper and tiny dots of pink appear on her cheeks.
"Erm, Three thousand four hundred fifty-two pounds." What? That's higher than my debt! Bloody hell.
"How about you, mum?" She asks me, squinting at my paper.
"It's…enough." I say, folding the paper and adding it all up. Oh fuck. Where are we gonna get six thousand four hundred forty-eight pounds?
Minnie looks at me in dismay. "That high?" I nod at her.
We hear our car approaching and Luke strides down the room. "Hello, darlings." He kisses us both, putting down his briefcase.
"What are you doing?" He asks, looking at the papers and bills strewn all over the table.
"We're doing our accounts." I say to him proudly. Look who's the responsible mum now. Minnie nudges my arm and point at Luke's watch.
My mouth opens in shock. "Er, Luke….is that watch, say, new?"
"Yes." He smiles. "I thought about what you said earlier. I bought something for myself. I didn't exactly buy a charm bracelet from Tiffany…"
Ha-ha. Very funny. I stare at the paper again and sigh loudly. Aargh. Where am I gonna get six thousand five hundred pounds? Where?
Luke looks at the paper I'm holding. "Have you totaled it all up?" Shit.
"How much is it?"
"You know…the normal amount." I say, my hands twisted in a nervous knot.
"Becky, I don't believe that for a second." He says, coming nearer and trying to grab the paper away from me. I pull on it. He must not see the final amount.
But, he successfully grabs it away from me. "Bloody hell! Six thousand pounds?"
He stares at the two of us, his face furious. Oh God. Then, his features soften as he says, "Okay. Okay. I'm leaving the two of you to pay this all off. I'm not going to help you because I've paid for your past debts."
What? I stare at Minnie and she shrugs. Fuck. What are we gonna do. I crumple the paper and look at Luke.
"Come on, Becky. You usually have spirit. You can do this." He squeezes my shoulder."Both of you can."
He hugs the two of us and retreats upstairs to our room. You know what? He's right. He's bloody right. I can do this. We can do this. But what the fuck will we do.
"Any ideas, darling?" I ask her hopefully. Please let my daughter be an Einstein.
"Well," she begins. "We could auction off our stuff, like you did when you were twenty-six."
Brilliant idea. But no, I don't want to sell the stuff that I spent my money on and got me a debt. I shake my head at her.
"Or maybe…" she says. "We could open a business."
That's right! We could open a business! She's a genius! "Wonderful. Now, what kind of business, d'you think?"