Chapters (59)
- KITTY NEALE
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Table of Contents
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- By the same author:
- About the Publisher
‘Well, I’ll keep me fingers and me toes crossed for you, even if it means I’ll be walking funny,’ George said, and was pleased when he saw a faint smile on her lips.
Sarah said goodbye, and before she left promised to come back soon either with some treasures from the river or for a job with his mum. He’d been pleased to see that she hadn’t been looking for Roger. He watched her walk away, her shoulders slumped. He yearned to chase after her to offer comfort. Instead he turned to look suspiciously at Roger, but was surprised when he saw his friend had deliberately stayed well hidden behind some sacks of potatoes.
Roger popped his head up, and asked, ‘All clear?’
George couldn’t help but chuckle. ‘Yes, mate, she’s gone, but you didn’t have to go to those extremes, or are you just taking the mickey?’
‘I’m just doing as I’ve been warned. I wouldn’t want a girl to come between us, and let’s face it, there’s plenty more fish in the sea, and I’ve got a bloody big net.’
By the time Sarah arrived home, it was late afternoon and the street was lively with children playing, though she couldn’t see her brother. As she put her key in the lock of her front door, Tommy and Larry appeared and came running up to her.
‘Guess what?’ Tommy asked.
‘I don’t know. What?’ Sarah answered.
‘We met Samuel and he gave us a tanner to share. We’re rich, ain’t we, Larry? We’ve never had so much money! Larry’s mum said she’ll take us to the shops later … can I go, Sarah, please?’
‘If Larry’s mum says it’s OK, then yes, you can, but make sure you’re a good boy.’
‘I will, thanks, Sarah. Come on, Larry, let’s go and tell your mum that I can come.’
Sarah watched as the boys ran off together, and then plastered a smile on her face in anticipation of meeting Samuel. After hearing so much about him from Mo, she’d been looking forward to seeing him, but with her mother’s death and little money, her mood was dark. She was opening the door to her room when she heard Mo’s cheery voice, and turned to see her friend skipping down the stairs with a tall dark man following closely behind.
‘Sarah, this is Samuel,’ Mo said, grinning widely as she placed her arm around her lover’s waist.
‘It’s a real pleasure to meet you, ma’am,’ Samuel said, and offered his hand to Sarah.