I feel exhausted,’ Helen exclaimed as Adam, looking extremely handsome in his dark blue and red Mess Dress and frilled white shirt, held out a hand to lead her back onto the dance floor. It was the first time they had ever had the chance to take Ruth and Mark to a ‘do’ in the Mess. Usually childr...
‘Wrong house, Sam,’ Robert told him, grabbing him gently by the arm and guiding him towards the adjoining front door. Sam looked confused. ‘Why are we going to Robert’s house?’ he asked, turning to Lucy. ‘It’s where we’re living now,’ Lucy told him. ‘You might be, but I want to go to my own place...
She was pleased that she had arrived back at Penkett Road when only her mother was at home. She knew her father would probably be arriving home for lunch but that would not be for another hour. ‘Kelly, this is my mother, Mrs Forshaw. Are you going to say “Hello” to her?’ Kelly held her head down ...
How many times have I told Malcolm and Danny to park up tight against the wall, he thought irritably as he killed the engine. He’d give them one final warning. They had to learn to do as they were told. It was easier to control a mixed class of thirty fourteen-year-old boys than it was those two,...
Gone was his easy-going, happy-go-lucky approach to life. He was moody, bitter and increasingly short-tempered. An added blow to his pride was the fact that the understudy, who had taken over his part in the theatre, had proved to be such a good actor that it had been decided to keep him on in th...
Fred Linacre was already standing at the bar. It was a week since he’d taken Trixie along to his house and since then neither of them had spoken a word about it. ‘Another pint?’ Sam’s voice was terse, a clear sign that he was on edge. Fred Linacre turned and nodded, picked up his tankard, drained...
She scarcely noticed that summer was over and that the few drab trees she passed each morning on her way to work had begun to shed their grime-encrusted leaves. Grey skies and keener winds were the only outward signals that it would soon be winter. In Beddgelert, as autumn advanced, it was as if ...
For a few moments they sipped their tea in silence, enjoying each other’s company. Then, as she replaced her cup and saucer on the tray, Karen began to tell Jenny all that had taken place between her and Jimmy Martin. Jenny remained silent throughout apart from the occasional understanding nod or...
Apart from a cup of tea and a currant bun at midday she’d eaten nothing since the previous evening. Because it was Sunday there would only be a cold supper, and that would be cleared away by six o’clock. It was better than nothing, she told herself, and since it was included as part of her lodgin...
As far as her father was concerned, she had a job that brought in a regular weekly wage and that was all that mattered. The more money she and Edmund handed over, the less he had to provide, and that suited him fine. He made it quite clear that in his opinion it would have been better if she’d go...
‘Can we find somewhere to eat? I’m starving hungry,’ she said with a shaky smile. Immediately Gwyn was full of concern. ‘You should have said so earlier then we could have had a snack at the railway station. No wonder you felt so tired while we were walking here. Didn’t you have any breakfast bef...