She was no closer to knowing what the girl planned to do, and when she planned to do it. Instead, Megan had spent the past fifteen minutes sobbing about the unfairness of the situation. And that was the problem with the youth of today, Emily decided, they all seemed to think that life was supposed to be fair. The sixth race had just finished when she got back to the lounge-room and the dividends were being flashed onto the screen. Emily took a mental note of the winners, pulled her fold of TAB tickets out of her pocket and checked the appropriate one. And she had a winner! Delighted, Emily turned to the occupants of the lounge-room to share her news – and then paused. Because, judging by the miserable looks on all the faces, she was obviously in a minority of one. And a sensitive, compassionate person would quietly enjoy that winning feeling without rubbing everyone else’s noses in it. ‘I won! I won!’ Emily waved her ticket in the air. ‘I’m the best!’ ‘Congratulations!’Tim grinned at her from the two-seater, where he was next to Kate.
