Goodnight Sweetheart by Pam Weaver

Author:Pam Weaver [Weaver, Pam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2020-04-17T17:00:00+00:00

Thirty-One

Winterbourne Whitechurch, Blandford, Dorset, Christmas 1943

The war dragged on right through 1943. There were moments when peace seemed just around the corner but it never came. Frankie, like so many others, heard of friends dying, or being maimed for life and others being taken prisoner. Arlene, the girl who had made them all laugh when she told them she’d confused a man’s penis with his pencil, was killed when her battery took a direct hit and Peggy, the girl who had been so terrified of getting pregnant, left the service because she had to get married!

Frankie kept up her letter writing to Alan but he didn’t reply often. However, she could tell by the tone of his letters that he was feeling a lot more settled. He hadn’t been in trouble at all since they’d taken that trip to Suffolk. Ronald was enjoying his new life as well. He wrote of concerts and long discussions far into the night. He said nothing about his job and she didn’t press him for information. She knew that when he’d gone to Bletchley Park, Ronald had signed the Official Secrets Act and was therefore bound by law not to discuss his work. Barbara wrote every now and then and Frankie tried to be as sympathetic as possible without actually saying anything. She didn’t put it past Mrs Vickers to read her daughter’s letters. Other than that, there was little Frankie could do. Mrs Vickers kept her daughter and grandson as far away from each other as possible and, to add insult to injury, when Barbara’s father, who had escaped from a POW camp, arrived home, he was delighted to have a son at last. Conrad still hadn’t been in touch and Frankie was of the opinion he never would be. The man was a complete rotter but the sad thing was, Barbara was the only one who couldn’t see it.

The letters Frankie looked forward to most were the ones from Romare. They had corresponded regularly since their last meeting and she enjoyed his long, chatty missives. They’d managed a few dates as well. Nothing exciting, but it was so good just to be with him. They went to the pictures in Dover whenever he came down on the train, or to a show in London – a grateful patient paid for the seats – and a couple of times they’d managed a drive around Hastings and Eastbourne when a friend loaned him his car for the day. It always had to be last minute, but that made it all the more fun.

It didn’t take long for Frankie to realise that she was falling in love and she was reasonably sure that Romare felt the same. She counted the days, sometimes the hours, before they would be together again and she made no secret of the fact that she wanted to be with him more. When they were apart, he was never far from her thoughts.

On leave, footloose and fancy-free, Doreen turned up to visit Frankie.

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