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Chapters (63)
  1. COVER PAGE
  2. PRAISE
  3. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  4. DEDICATION
  5. CHAPTER 1
  6. CHAPTER 2
  7. CHAPTER 3
  8. CHAPTER 4
  9. CHAPTER 5
  10. CHAPTER 6
  11. CHAPTER 7
  12. CHAPTER 8
  13. CHAPTER 9
  14. CHAPTER 10
  15. CHAPTER 11
  16. CHAPTER 12
  17. CHAPTER 13
  18. CHAPTER 14
  19. CHAPTER 15
  20. CHAPTER 16
  21. CHAPTER 17
  22. CHAPTER 18
  23. CHAPTER 19
  24. CHAPTER 20
  25. CHAPTER 21
  26. CHAPTER 22
  27. CHAPTER 23
  28. CHAPTER 24
  29. CHAPTER 25
  30. CHAPTER 26
  31. CHAPTER 27
  32. CHAPTER 28
  33. CHAPTER 29
  34. CHAPTER 30
  35. CHAPTER 31
  36. CHAPTER 32
  37. CHAPTER 33
  38. CHAPTER 34
  39. CHAPTER 35
  40. CHAPTER 36
  41. CHAPTER 37
  42. CHAPTER 38
  43. CHAPTER 39
  44. CHAPTER 40
  45. CHAPTER 41
  46. CHAPTER 42
  47. CHAPTER 43
  48. CHAPTER 44
  49. CHAPTER 45
  50. CHAPTER 46
  51. CHAPTER 47
  52. CHAPTER 48
  53. CHAPTER 49
  54. CHAPTER 50
  55. CHAPTER 51
  56. CHAPTER 52
  57. CHAPTER 53
  58. CHAPTER 54
  59. CHAPTER 55
  60. CHAPTER 56
  61. CHAPTER 57
  62. CHAPTER 58
  63. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

She glanced up at the faces. The Baxters were glowering at her. Jessie snivelled and wiped her nose on her sleeve. Miss Graham was shaking her head.

‘So, once the funeral is over, you are all free to continue working for me in your present roles. Or, should you wish to leave, I shall arrange a small sum of money and excellent references. It will be your choice.’ She smiled graciously, every bit the munificent employer.

‘After we have finished in here, I need you, Jessie, to take this letter to the police station in Union Street and hand it to the police. Wait for them to copy down the details and bring it back here. Do you understand?’

‘Aye, I’m to take it to the police then wait and bring it back.’

‘Precisely. It is an important document.’

‘Whatever decision you reach on your futures here, I should be grateful to know soon please. I intend to begin to make funeral arrangements today.’ She looked at each of them in turn.

‘Condolences, Mrs Craig,’ mumbled Mr Baxter. ‘Our condolences.’

‘Thank you, Baxter. You have been particularly helpful to me, especially in those early hours after the disaster. I shall not forget that.’

She heard a low growling noise from Mrs Baxter and looked towards her, expectant, but the older woman remained silent.

‘Mrs Craig, may I also pass on my sincerest condolences for your loss.’ Miss Graham was blinking, as if stemming back tears.

‘Thank you. There is just one more thing: I want the house to remain as it is, calm and peaceful for the sake of the children. Is that understood?’

They all nodded. ‘Jessie, take this letter. Go and do as I’ve bid.’

She handed Jessie the envelope and turned away as they filed out. Mrs Baxter’s hand locked onto Jessie’s arm as she guided her out the door with a tight grip.

* * *

Ann stepped out of the carriage and paid the driver. What a long and arduous afternoon. The minister had taken forever as he pondered the most suitable choices of hymns and paraphrases and she had not expected the undertaker to have so many questions. But she only wanted the finest casket for her husband. This would be a funeral many would attend, everything must be well taken care of. As she walked up the drive, she worried about what to do with the children during the funeral. Ordinarily she would have asked Margaret to keep them but she did not want to ask that woman anything. She would have to ask Miss Graham to stay at home with them.

She opened the door and noticed there were two black capes on the coat stand. Who could possibly be here when she was not at home?