Chapter Five
Several days passed and Fiona could do little but think about her interview at The Portmannow Hotel. She’d been impressed with the hotel, the role, and Jane and Sophia, but had they been impressed with her? They’d promised to be in touch by early the following week, so all she could do, once again, was wait.
In the meantime, good news had come to another in the flat.
“Guess what, Fiona?” Gary said as she walked in from a lunchtime shift at the pub.
“Judging by the huge grin on your face and the fact your eyes look like they’re going to pop out of your head, I’m guessing it’s something good?”
“Yep. Thanks to you, I’ve got an interview!”
She was drained from the lacklustre time spent at work, but her excitement for her friend was genuine. “Oh, cool! Where? When?”
“Sit you
