Comet by Andie J Fessey

Author:Andie J Fessey [Fessey, Andie J]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: YA, E
Published: 2017-09-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Walking next to one and other, they slowly headed northwards along the sea-front.

He held the wrap of newspaper in his hands, containing a couple of pieces of fish, across to her.

Dipping her hand into the wrapping, she tore off a piece of fish as they headed along the promenade, in the direction of one of the wooden benches facing the Mersey.

Taking a nibble, she savoured the taste on her lips, continuing to gently nibble at the white meat.

“This tastes wonderful,” she said, patting at her lips with a cotton handkerchief, produced from her handbag.

“It’s cod, a lot better than that snoek stuff the government keeps trying to get us to eat,” he said, taking a piece of the meat from the wrap and placing it into his mouth.

The government previously embarked upon a campaign to popularise snoek, an inexpensive South African variety of fish.

Their campaign however, was largely unsuccessful, as the British public found the fish extremely unpalatable and the vast stocks of it were eventually turned into cat food.

“A shame we could not get any chips to go with it, but potatoes are scarce at the moment sorry,” David said.

“Oh, don’t be silly David, the fish is really nice and you’ve really treated me this evening.”

He smiled at her before placing another piece of fish into his mouth, recalling the evening they spent watching the film.

He wanted to take her somewhere more extravagant, but she insisted a trip to watch a film would suffice.

Several minutes of silence passed them by, until they reached the unoccupied bench. The other benches along the promenade, already held other couples of various ages.

Leaning downwards and using a handkerchief he produced from his breast pocket, David wiped the wooden slats clean of any detritus, settled upon the bench.

“My Lady,” he said, bowing theatrically, his arm outstretched in front of him.

“Why thank you my Lord,” she said, trying her best to suppress a grin, to accompany the laugh she felt sure would escape from within her.

She sat on the bench, David waiting until she was comfortable, before seating himself.

“So,” he said, “what do you do for a living? I mean assuming you work?”

“And why wouldn’t I work?” She replied.

“Oh, I, I,” he stuttered, “I didn’t mean anything rude by it, forgive me.”

She looked at him and he noticed the light curl of her lips, suppressing a grin.

“Yes, David, I work.”

“So, is it with kiddies then?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean Iris, do you work with kiddies or something?”

“No, I work at Jacobs,” she replied, “why did you think it was with children?”

“Because you’re so good with them.”

“I’ve no choice really,” she replied.

“Oh, why’s that?”

“My Father, did not come back from the war,” she said, “and it’s only been me and my Mother to look after them. I learnt quickly.”

“I had no idea, I’m sorry.”

“He was on anti-submarine patrols near Italy when he was killed. The man from the Ministry, came to our house to tell my Mother himself.”

“Iris, you don’t have to tell me, if you don’t wish to.

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