She moved in late on Wednesday and by the weekend she had scrubbed every corner, crevice and surface of her tiny new lodgings. Eddie set aside the Saturday afternoon to go in with stepladder, paint and wallpaper and when Violet came home from work, the room was transformed. ‘It’s perfect!’ she si...
Instead, she hurried there straight after work on Monday, her mind fixed on everyday affairs such as searching in her purse for the right money to pay the fare and dreading the moment when she must alight from the tram then walk down Ada Street to Granddad Preston’s green door. She arrived still ...
