looked at Kakko and followed her. âListen,â whispered Jalli, âand learn.â They each took a cubicle and listened to the conversation between the women at the wash basins.
âThat sod of a section boss has got really stroppy since last week. Heâs really down on anyone who supported the union.â
âI didnât go along with anything. Not any of the protests myself, but heâs just so cocky now. Reckons heâs a special friend of Big Plo.â
âAll we asked for was proper safety procedures.â
âYeah, but that evacuation drill occupied most of the morning. Itâs rumoured that Big Plo has ordered that we all work an extra shift to make up for lost production.â
âAnd whatever he says, goes. The company has us all trapped. Me and my hubby, we tried to find somewhere of our own but with what they pay us we will have to live in a company flat for ever⦠Going to eat?â she asked as they stood at the drier.
âYes. Company food. Canât afford anything else.â
âModern day slavery, thatâs what I call it!â
âIt
is
, Yknan, they
own
us!â
Kakko and Jalli washed their own hands and decided to follow the women into the canteen.
They stepped inside the door and Kakko saw them making their way to the hot foods section.
âThey are the women weâve just overheard,â said Kakko.
âHow can you be sure? You didnât see them; you were inside a cubicle.â
âOh. I did see them. I popped my head over the top.â
âKakko!â
âOh. Itâs safe. People donât look up. Anyway, they had their backs to the cubicles.â
âLooking into the mirrors! And how ever did you manage to see over the door?â
âI stood with my feet on the edge of the pan.â
âYou should be careful you donât fall in!â
âNever have â Iâm safe.â
â
Never
have! How often do you stand on the rim of a toilet pan to look over the door?â
âWe used to do that all the time at school. You stand on the pan and drop bits of wet loo paper on the heads of the people in the next one. That was always good for a laugh.â
Her mother just stood and gaped. âYou didnât learn that from me!â
âOh, Mum. Donât be so stuffy!â
They caught up with the women at the hot food counter. Jalli had no idea what the convention was here but she guessed she did not need to pay for this. She copied what the women did and she and Kakko both took a tray. When it was their turn to order, Jalli simply said, âSame please.â
âAnd me,â said Kakko, âand can I have some of that too?â
The woman behind the counter just tipped a reddish looking splodge beside the yellow one she already had.
âI hope youâre going to eat all that,â said her mother.
âMum!â
âOh. OK. Iâll stop nagging.â
âPromiseâ¦â
âThat depends⦠oh, alright but just behave yourself.â
They traced their way across the canteen. The women in front of them had chosen a free table at the far end beside a large window. Jalli followed.
âExcuse me,â she said, âdo you mind if we join you? This is our first day here and weâre a bit lost.â
âSure. Sit down,â said a buxom woman with a toothy smile. âYour first day. Where have you been?â
âEr⦠we donât live close. I⦠we⦠this is my daughter, Kakkoâ¦â
âPleased to meet ya⦠Estap. Nameâs Estap. And this here is my friend Yknan.â
Jalli held out her hand. To her surprise Estap took it with her left, and so did Yknan. Kakko extended a left hand.
Good
, thought her mother,
sheâs watching
.
3
Estap and Yknan led Kakko and Jalli to a large bench in the centre of the workshop. In the centre of the bench was a wide gap along which ran large, upturned, round-ended
Emily Minton, Julia Keith