Trouble In The Village (Tales From Turnham Malpas) - Plot & Excerpts
She was sitting in her chair, head down, crying. ‘What’s up?’ Mrs Jones endeavoured to make herself look as though crying was the last thing on her agenda but she wasn’t successful. ‘What yer crying for?’ ‘Yer dad’s just rung. He’s lost his job. Finishes end of the week.’ She sniffed loudly and wiped her eyes again. ‘Aw! Mum! How’s that come about?’ ‘Council put the road-maintenance work out to tender, company from the other side of Culworth has won it and they don’t want him. Too old, they say. He can shovel with the rest of ’em, it isn’t fair. I don’t know whatever we’re going to do. He’ll never get another job at his age. Oh, Kenny.’ Kenny lay down on the sofa, not knowing how to cope with a mother he’d never ever in all his life seen crying. ‘Something ’ull turn up.’ Mrs Jones snapped out in her distress, ‘Don’t be bloody daft, nothing will. All we’ll have coming in will be my money from the Store. We can’t manage.’ ‘There’s our Terry’s wages.’ ‘And how much do I see of that?
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