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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

Holly too was feeling guilty as it was some time since she had visited her mother. The problem was with her nursing and her job in the shop she had very little free time. Her mother had been very understanding about it and had promised that she would visit Holly. But not until the weather cooled down, she had written. After being accustomed to living in a sleepy market town in the Midlands she always found the capital too busy for her liking and had rightly guessed that it would be even busier while the weather was so hot. She felt guilty for not coming, though, considering how much time she had on her hands, so she had started to write to her daughter even more frequently.

In one of her replies, Holly wrote:

Dear Mother,

I don’t blame you for not wanting to be here at present. It feels as if you are walking shoulder to shoulder everywhere you go with all the visitors that have come into the city. They seem to have come from every corner of the globe and it makes me miss the tranquillity of home and you more than ever. Still, summer will be over soon and hopefully things will quieten down again

Ivy is very much looking forward to starting her new job in the suffragette offices and she is still seeing Jeremy and seems as smitten with him as ever. I know that she misses home too, though, and she often speaks of her siblings and her mother, although I don’t think she misses her father very much. I think of you every day and pray that you and Grandfather are keeping well. I can hardly wait to see you again.

Until then I remain your ever loving daughter,

Holly xxxxx

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In August, when she had passed all the exams on her course with flying colours, Ivy left the match factory and went to work in the suffragette office and she seemed to love it. Now she could go to work respectably dressed each day, and the work was much less physically demanding, as well, she felt, as not being very difficult. She did any typing that needed doing as well as seeing to the printing of the magazines and sometimes Holly felt so proud of her she felt she could burst. The timid, skinny girl who had accompanied her to London was gone and in her place was a confident, capable young lady. Ivy’s figure had filled out slightly and now with her hair shining and dressed in respectable clothes she was quite attractive. The only thing that did still concern Holly, though, was Ivy’s relationship with Jeremy. She still saw him at every opportunity although it was clear that this was nowhere near as often as she would have liked, and Holly had formed the opinion that he was taking advantage of her, not that she would have dared voice her fears to Ivy. Her mother’s advice was right, for Ivy would have defended him to the death.