Chapter 20. Lunch and Gossip.
Ruth grabbed her new electric blue skater dress from the hanger and pulled it on over her head. Although Charlotte had insisted on having shoes with heels, even small ones, she knew that walking back and forth from the Archive cupboard to her new office whilst carrying boxes of files would be challenging enough without navigating shoes she had never fully mastered the art of wearing. So Ruth slipped on a pair of black flats, before pulling on a black waterfall jacket. Her hair hung down to just beyond her shoulders, the new fizz control hair ointment doing its job giving it a shine, and her curls hung nicely for a change.
“Hi, would you like some toast?” Naomi smiled at Ruth as she descended the stairs.
“Actually, not today,” Ruth sighed. She could not f
