Goodnight Sweetheart by Annie Groves

Author:Annie Groves [Groves, Annie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780007279500
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2006-03-16T00:00:00+00:00

Molly looked impatiently at the clock. Eddie’s ship was due to have docked in the early hours of the morning under cover of darkness, although she hadn’t heard from him yet. This Saturday it was her turn to go down to Lime Street station with the WVS to man the tea urns and be on hand to offer whatever practical help she could to the new conscripts going off to their training barracks, and the families who came to see them off. Molly had hurried through her morning’s chores, torn between impatience and excitement, humming happily under her breath, imagining Eddie’s ship docking and Eddie wanting to see her just as impatiently as she was longing to see him.

Her chores now finished, she hurried upstairs to get washed and changed, and then quickly drank a cup of tea before grabbing her cap and cramming it down on her curls, ready to leave the house.

She had just stepped out through the front gate when she saw the telegraph boy cycling up the cul-de-sac.

Daisy Cartwright from across at number 77, who was obviously on her way to the shops and marshalling her two small exuberant sons in front of her, waved at Molly, and called out to her, ‘Wonder where he’s goin’. Makes me go cold all over, it does, whenever I see ’im.’

Molly was just about to agree with her, when the boy drew level with her and called out, ‘You from number 78?’

Quickly she nodded, her heart pounding as she took the telegram from him. It was addressed to her. Everyone knew that the buff envelopes brought bad news of loved ones being injured or killed.

‘’Ere, Molly, let me go and get your dad.’

She looked blankly at Daisy, numbly aware of the shocked pity she could see in her eyes. She hadn’t even seen or heard Daisy cross the road.

Whilst she stood gripping the telegram, Daisy put her arm round her shoulders and instructed her sons, ‘Run round and knock on the back door of number 78 and tell whoever answers the door to come quickly.

‘Come on, Molly lass, let’s get you back inside before the whole of the cul-de-sac comes out nosying. Not that anyone’d mean any harm, but at times like this yer wants yer bit of privacy …’

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