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Chapters (76)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-Four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. Chapter Thirty-One
  36. Chapter Thirty-Two
  37. Chapter Thirty-Three
  38. Chapter Thirty-Four
  39. Chapter Thirty-Five
  40. Chapter Thirty-Six
  41. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  42. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  43. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  44. Chapter Forty
  45. Chapter Forty-One
  46. Chapter Forty-Two
  47. Chapter Forty-Three
  48. Chapter Forty-Four
  49. Chapter Forty-Five
  50. Chapter Forty-Six
  51. Chapter Forty-Seven
  52. Chapter Forty-Eight
  53. Chapter Forty-Nine
  54. Chapter Fifty
  55. Chapter Fifty-One
  56. Chapter Fifty-Two
  57. Chapter Fifty-Three
  58. Chapter Fifty-Four
  59. Chapter Fifty-Five
  60. Chapter Fifty-Six
  61. Chapter Fifty-Seven
  62. Chapter Fifty-Eight
  63. Acknowledgements
  64. Also by Rosie Goodwin
  65. About Rosie Goodwin
  66. Welcome to the world of Rosie Goodwin!
  67. A Letter from Rosie Goodwin
  68. Cissie’s Roast Chicken
  69. An extract from Rosie Goodwin’s next novel
  70. Prologue
  71. Chapter One
  72. Love Rosie Goodwin?
  73. The Days of the Week collection
  74. Mothering Sunday
  75. Tales from Memory Lane
  76. Memory Lane Advert

‘Poor bugger,’ George said feelingly as they sat down to a breakfast that none of them really wanted the next morning. ‘I know all our brood have flown the nest now and are scattered far and wide, but I’d be heartbroken if anythin’ were to happen to any of ’em. An’ Giles was all John had, his only grandson. It’s no wonder he’s taken it so hard.’

They all nodded in agreement as they sat thinking of the handsome young man they might never see again. Edith, especially, was unnaturally quiet, for besides having the terrible of news of Giles and what had happened to John to contend with, she also had another concern now. God forbid if anything should happen to John, she might no longer have a stable home to offer to Peggy and she was terrified this might affect her chances of adopting the child. But all they could do was pray that John would recover; although deep down they knew that even if he did, he would never get over this terrible loss.

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‘Look sharp, Livvy,’ the young WAAF who occupied the bed next to Livvy warned. ‘The officer will be here any minute for kit inspection and we all know what a tartar she is.’

Livvy finished polishing the shiny brass buttons on her jacket and slipped it on, then checking that everything was neat and tidy in her locker and the bed was made just so, she went to stand to attention at the end of her bed.

The officer appeared minutes later and after she had finished her inspection, she paused in front of Livvy. ‘Come to my office in ten minutes, Branning.’

‘Yes, ma’am.’ Livvy saluted smartly and once the officer had gone the girls breathed a sigh of relief.

‘Phew,’ Gilly Morris said as she tugged at her tie. ‘I’m glad that’s over, but I wonder why she wants to see you, Livvy?’

Livvy shrugged. She had lived in a fog of despair since Giles had been lost and didn’t really care.

‘Can you think of anything you might have done wrong?’ Gilly persisted and Livvy shook her head.

‘Not off hand, though I dare say I haven’t been concentrating quite as much as I should have since …’ Her voice trailed away, and the others glanced at each other meaningfully. They were all aware of her connection to Giles and had seen how his failure to return to base had affected her.

‘Well, I shouldn’t worry,’ one of the other WAAFs piped up encouragingly. ‘Everyone knows that you’re one of the best radio operatives there is here.’

Livvy managed a little smile before setting off to find out what the officer wanted her for.

Soon she was standing to attention in front of the woman’s desk.

‘Stand easy, Branning.’