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Contents ( 62)
  1. Prologue
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Twelve
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Chapter Sixteen
  18. Chapter Seventeen
  19. Chapter Eighteen
  20. Chapter Nineteen
  21. Chapter Twenty
  22. Chapter Twenty-One
  23. Chapter Twenty-Two
  24. Chapter Twenty-Three
  25. Chapter Twenty-Four
  26. Chapter Twenty-Five
  27. Chapter Twenty-Six
  28. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  29. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  30. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  31. Chapter Thirty
  32. Chapter Thirty-One
  33. Chapter Thirty-Two
  34. Chapter Thirty-Three
  35. Chapter Thirty-Four
  36. Chapter Thirty-Five
  37. Chapter Thirty-Six
  38. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  39. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  40. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  41. Chapter Forty
  42. Chapter Forty-One
  43. Chapter Forty-Two
  44. Chapter Forty-Three
  45. Chapter Forty-Four
  46. Chapter Forty-Five
  47. Chapter Forty-Six
  48. Chapter Forty-Seven
  49. Chapter Forty-Eight
  50. Chapter Forty-Nine
  51. Chapter Fifty
  52. Chapter Fifty-One
  53. Chapter Fifty-Two
  54. Chapter Fifty-Three
  55. Epilogue
  56. Acknowledgements
  57. Welcome to the world of Rosie Goodwin!
  58. Rhubarb Crumble
  59. Love Rosie Goodwin?
  60. The Days of the Week collection
  61. Tales from Memory Lane

‘Oh, please don’t say any more,’ Angela groaned. ‘You’re making my mouth water!’

Holly giggled. ‘Well at least we have a chicken dinner to look forward to. One of the Frenchmen in town who owns a smallholding gave some chickens to the cook. I’ve seen him here a few times talking to one or another of the officers although I have no idea what they could be discussing. But anyway, we’d best be going. Sister won’t like it if we’re late reporting for duty.’

‘I wonder sometimes if that woman is even human.’ Angela pulled her cloak across her shoulders. It was bitterly cold outside and it wasn’t much better in the tent. Some of the other nurses were sleeping, having come off night duty, so the girls slipped out of the tent as quietly as they could and set off across the duckboards. There had been a sharp frost during the night and now the mud beneath their feet was treacherously slippery.

‘It’s a wonder one of us doesn’t end up in hospital ourselves,’ Angela grumbled but then she spotted Harry and Richard heading towards them from the doctors’ quarters and she instantly brightened. Holly, on the other hand, felt uncomfortable. It was the first time they had seen either of them since they had arrived and she’d been hoping it would stay that way.

Harry’s eyes instantly settled on Holly and he smiled as he quickened his steps. Angela meanwhile was batting her eyelashes at Richard, although he showed no reaction whatsoever.

‘Ah, here you are.’ Harry seemed so genuinely pleased to see her that Holly cringed, especially as she was aware that Richard was watching them closely. ‘I was wondering when I was going to see you. We’ve been so busy in theatre that we’ve had no time for anything but catching a nap here and there. We’ve been told that a truce has been called for tomorrow, though, so perhaps we could have dinner together in the mess?’

‘I er … don’t know what Sister’s got planned for me,’ Holly hedged uncomfortably.

‘Well, apart from the ward rounds there won’t be any casualties brought in tomorrow so I’m happy to wait until you’re free,’ Harry told her persistently. She could feel Richard’s eyes boring into her and felt the colour rise in her cheeks.

‘I’ll let you know when Sister’s told us what hours we’ll be working,’ she answered then scuttled away like a frightened deer.

‘Here, what did you have to shoot off like that for?’ Angela said crossly when they were out of earshot.

Embarrassed, Holly shrugged and hurried towards the ward.

The casualties brought in from the field at the end of the previous day had been particularly high so it was late evening before Holly finally made it to the mess to grab something to eat. Angela had been assigned to another ward so she hadn’t seen her all day and there was no sign of her now. However, Holly’s heart sank when she saw Richard sitting alone at a table. Deciding to pretend that she hadn’t seen him, she went to the counter where cold food had been laid out for them and loaded some sandwiches and a hot drink onto a tray. She’d intended to creep to one side of the room but she had carried her meal no more than a few steps when Richard’s voice halted her.