Chapter 117

• Sophie
• She wandered around, a scowl on her face, holding on to the tray that was suspended from around her neck with bright crimson satin ribbons.
• The high heels hurt her. Sophie’s chosen footwear would have been a pair of flip flops. Obviously, she could not wear them when she was at work. Now she stormed about in her shiny black boots. When anyone signalled her to bring them drinks or some nibbles, she would march over to them, a painted, fake smile on her face.