Wartime Family
“Of course she couldn’t leave it to Lizzie to challenge her father. It was up to her to do that. But second thoughts about doing anything at all turned her legs to jelly. They’d feel a lot better if she turned away right now, but she would not back down. She had to face him.
She’d dressed in a green wool costume beneath a tan and green coat. Her hat was simple with a brim turned down over one eye. The look was conservative, the kind of look one adopted if going to visit a solicitor or a relative... who was easily shocked. The last thing she wanted was to give him the impression that she was there on a social visit.
The road was long and lined on each side with flat-fronted terraced houses. Faces appeared at upstairs windows. Children stopped hopping over the hopscotch squares they’d drawn on the pavement, resuming their game the moment she’d walked past.
Number seventeen had net curtains at the downstairs window. They drooped and sagged on one side. Biddy had the ground floor. The lackadaisically hung curtains confirmed the fact.MoreLess
She’d dressed in a green wool costume beneath a tan and green coat. Her hat was simple with a brim turned down over one eye. The look was conservative, the kind of look one adopted if going to visit a solicitor or a relative... who was easily shocked. The last thing she wanted was to give him the impression that she was there on a social visit.
The road was long and lined on each side with flat-fronted terraced houses. Faces appeared at upstairs windows. Children stopped hopping over the hopscotch squares they’d drawn on the pavement, resuming their game the moment she’d walked past.
Number seventeen had net curtains at the downstairs window. They drooped and sagged on one side. Biddy had the ground floor. The lackadaisically hung curtains confirmed the fact.MoreLess
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