Back A Simple Wish
Chapters (56)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Prologue
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Chapter Thirty-Six
  40. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  43. Chapter Forty
  44. Chapter Forty-One
  45. Chapter Forty-Two
  46. Epilogue
  47. Acknowledgements
  48. Also by Rosie Goodwin
  49. About the Author
  50. Welcome to the world of Rosie Goodwin!
  51. Letter from Author
  52. Apple Charlotte
  53. The Precious Stones series
  54. The Days of the Week Collection
  55. Victorian Tales from Memory Lane
  56. Memory Lane Club

Once they were at the station, Bill carried the cases to the luggage van and after a hasty goodbye he went to catch the train back to Birmingham while they climbed into the London train. They found a carriage that was almost empty, apart from an elderly gentleman with the hugest handlebar moustache Ruby had ever seen. He seemed pleasant though, and once the train had puffed out of the station, he smiled at them.

‘Holiday or work, is it?’ he enquired in a friendly fashion.

‘It’s a bit of both actually,’ Oscar told him.

The man nodded as he leant on his ebony-topped cane. ‘Good show. I like to see families working together.’

‘Oh, but we’re no—’ Oscar clamped his mouth shut and grinned at Ruby and Serena. The old fellow had clearly thought they were a family unit and who was he to disabuse him of the idea?

Later, Oscar led them to the dining car where he bought them lunch and Ruby felt as if she had entered another world. It was nice to be waited on and addressed as miss, and Mr Pembroke and Miss Wood were such good company and so easy to talk to that she found she was enjoying herself.

It was late afternoon and already dark when the train pulled into Euston and Ruby was shocked at the number of people milling about. She had found Birmingham busy compared to the small market town she had come from when she had first arrived there with Maddie, but that didn’t compare to this and she was suddenly nervous. What would she do if they were to become separated and she got lost? She needn’t have worried, though. While Mr Pembroke summoned a porter to collect their luggage, Miss Wood watched over her like a mother hen.

‘Grip tight to your bag,’ she whispered in Ruby’s ear. ‘I’m afraid the pickpockets are rife in London and they are so good at what they do that you don’t even feel them steal anything.’