Ayr was ready to go out. “Come on, I’ll walk part of the way with you, then I’ve got to find out what Beou thinks of it al . She doesn’t know anything about it yet. Pray for me.” They set off together, but once outside, Lek was too het up to just walk. She wanted to be getting on with something, so she apologised to her friend and hopped on a Baht bus going north down Soi Buakhao.
At the end of the road, the bus turned west to the beach, so she had to get off and catch another one heading east up Pattaya Klang.
She got off at the entrance to her cousin’s soi and walked the few hundred metres to her house. Beou answered the door almost immediately with Sal y in one hand. “Hello, Little Cousin, what a nice surprise. Come on in! Look, Sal y, it’s Aunty Lek,
