On the one hand, the chance to get out and have some fun attracted her, but on the other, the fact that she wasn’t going to know anybody except the crew from Bilgarra Springs put her off. She wasn’t desperately shy, she was simply uncomfortable around people that she didn’t know. Her reluctance to jump into situations with strangers used to drive Peter mad. They’d had more than one serious argument about it. This time at least she would be surrounded by fifteen people that she knew, but it was the stares and the wondering from the others that she was dreading. She was sure that they would be friendly, it was the ‘who, what, where, when’ questions that she knew would be running through all their minds that were going to make her uncomfortable. She didn’t like the feeling of being under scrutiny. As there was no choice, she had joined in with the others, loading cars and pretending to be looking forward to something that she was ambivalent about at best. On top of that, so far she had mostly spent time with the others in the context of work, or after work, where the conversation had revolved around what had happened during the day or discussion about what they had planned for the following day.
