Fragments Chapter 2 Page 5

the local supermarket chain which had recently gone 24hours. Frank worked the graveyard shift and it suited him. Returning home each day at 7.00am, a couple of hours wading through the legal mess side of Frank. All the repayment schedules finally aligned. He proceeded to climb forward.

Every Thursday was bowling night. When all the staff that weren’t working got together. Everyone got a turn. Frank proved quite the bowler and had racked up a prominent lead in the overall strikes league. After each Thursday Frank would report to his graveyard shift, sullen, having accepted the necessity of having to work to find his way.

More sullen, perhaps, if truth be told, because he had to say goodbye to Martina Lawless the best of the lady bowlers at the Freeway Bowl.