The Lily-White Boys
“St Stephen’s, North Park, was a large and handsome building, built at the end of the eighteenth century to minister to the needs of the wealthy families who were moving into the new houses round about. No doubt its originators had expected it to be generously supported in perpetuity. Nowadays, however, its normal congregation numbered about fifty, and to Monica’s shame she was not among them. She was a twice-a-year Christian, she admitted wryly, attending at Christmas and Easter, and for the re...st of the year expecting the church’s amenities to be available as and when she needed them – for baptisms, marriages and funerals.
Quietly letting herself out of the house, she set off on foot up the hill, not even troubling to check if her bodyguard was up this early on a Sunday morning. Yesterday’s cloud had persisted, but so far the rain held off. The gardens needed it, everyone said.
She reached the gate of the churchyard and walked up the long path between well-tended lawns and graceful old trees.MoreLess
Quietly letting herself out of the house, she set off on foot up the hill, not even troubling to check if her bodyguard was up this early on a Sunday morning. Yesterday’s cloud had persisted, but so far the rain held off. The gardens needed it, everyone said.
She reached the gate of the churchyard and walked up the long path between well-tended lawns and graceful old trees.MoreLess
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