D-Day
Edith heard Vibhav Maniktala howled with laughter from the other side of the hall and glanced across in time to see him holding Darren in a head-lock, rubbing his knuckles on Darren’s scalp. She smiled then turned her full attention back to loathing Talita Damian. ‘So I heard you were unemployed,’ she was saying. ‘Well I prefer to think of myself as self-employed.’ ‘As an author?’ ‘It’s just for a year or two, a Sabbatical of some sort.’ ‘But you haven’t actually had anything published?’ ‘Not as yet. Although I have actually been...