War Baby (2015)
“Baby Charlie was asleep in Mary’s arms. She kept looking down at him, humming a little tune, smelling the sweetness of him, feeling the warm weight of him in her arms. His eyes flickered open.
‘Give him here,’ said her father. ‘Let me hold him.’ Reluctantly she passed the sleeping child to her father, though her eyes stayed fixed on the round, pink-cheeked face.
The moment she’d set eyes on young Charlie, she was smitten. As for Stan, he couldn’t stop cuddling the little boy while telling him a...ll about where he was going and what a lovely life he would have in the village.
The other people in the carriage looked on with amusement.
Mary leaned closer and whispered. ‘Dad, he’s a baby. I don’t think he understands a word you’re saying.’ ‘It doesn’t matter. He likes the sound of my voice, don’t you Charlie my boy.’ A pair of dark brown eyes looked up at them from beneath a thatch of black curly hair. Young Charlie’s looks took after his mother rather than his father, but Stan Sweet didn’t care.MoreLess
‘Give him here,’ said her father. ‘Let me hold him.’ Reluctantly she passed the sleeping child to her father, though her eyes stayed fixed on the round, pink-cheeked face.
The moment she’d set eyes on young Charlie, she was smitten. As for Stan, he couldn’t stop cuddling the little boy while telling him a...ll about where he was going and what a lovely life he would have in the village.
The other people in the carriage looked on with amusement.
Mary leaned closer and whispered. ‘Dad, he’s a baby. I don’t think he understands a word you’re saying.’ ‘It doesn’t matter. He likes the sound of my voice, don’t you Charlie my boy.’ A pair of dark brown eyes looked up at them from beneath a thatch of black curly hair. Young Charlie’s looks took after his mother rather than his father, but Stan Sweet didn’t care.MoreLess
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