All leave has been cancelled, but I can’t say any more. It might be a long time until I see you again, and I’m really sick about it. We got a 48-hour pass last week, so I went to Porthcross again, as I didn’t have time to come to Aberdeen. Don’t worry if you don’t hear from me for a while, but remember that I’ll always be thinking about you, and that I love you with all my heart. Your adoring husband, Glynn. Renee looked at her mother across the breakfast table. ‘Jack was right. All the leave has been cancelled, so Glynn won’t be coming home for a long time. I wish he’d been able to come here instead of Porthcross, though.’ ‘At least he went to see his mother.’ Anne felt very sorry for her daughter, but tried to be sensible. ‘Yes, and I bet that had pleased her.’ Especially when he hadn’t had time to come to see his wife, Renee thought viciously, then realised that she was probably doing the poor woman an injustice.
