‘Now get home and have something to eat. You’re looking dreadful these days. All pale and thin. Positively scraggy, in fact. So go … eat. I don’t want my child to have a scraggy auntie.’ Mary laughed. ‘You’re only saying that because you’re getting fat.’ Her smile faded as soon as she walked away...
In the last two weeks everything had been neglected: weeds had taken over the vegetable patch, the sparrows had decimated the beetroot and the greenhouse badly needed clearing out for the winter. Tom would be furious if he could see the state I’ve let everything get into, she thought. Yet, even a...
Brushing his hands together he came towards them grinning. ‘Looks good eh? Good size bonfire this year.’ Jean noticed he barely acknowledged Mary. When he came to stand next to her she moved to the other side of the family group. ‘Smashing, Dad.’ Jacqueline leaned against ...