On his free day he just wanted to rest. Rest and go to the pub. But Lottie wouldn't let him go as often as he'd like, and now she had sent him out on an errand as well, so even on his free day he was put to work. But he knew better than to argue with her, and so he had just sulked on his way to the butcher's, and he was sulking a little less on his way back.

There was a woman approaching their door that he hadn't seen before. One of Lottie's friends? She was too well dressed to be one of her childhood friends from the Cragg, but he didn't recognize her from their own neighbourhood either. And yet... "Afternoon, ma'm. Are ye lookin' for Lottie?" he spoke up as he approached.