She had already made up her mind what she would do. The idea had come to her like an inspiration when she had faced Sister Yard with a stomach that felt full of butterflies, and made her request for an early discharge. ‘I never thought you were a young woman who would desert her duties, Bannister...
‘She never felt nothing, did she? A stroke, the doctor said, just went to sleep and never woke up again. It was a blessing really, considering the pains she went through with the other, and a sight better than fishing your dad out of the drink, all smashed to pieces.’ ‘You’re such a comfort, Mrs ...