Lizzie's War by Rosie Clarke

Author:Rosie Clarke [Clarke, Rosie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781784977160
Publisher: Head of Zeus
Published: 2016-07-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Lizzie consulted her order book. She’d never been this busy and she knew she had several people to thank for her new success. Aunt Miriam had stopped her husband telling slanderous lies, and he had done so, because now that she was married no one would believe them anyway. She sighed as she thought how good it would have been to talk to Beth about the way things were going now, but her friend had been back from her honeymoon for three weeks and she hadn’t been in touch.

Lizzie thought it strange, but perhaps Beth was caught up in the excitement of being married and having a husband and a home to care for, as well as looking after her children She hadn’t seen Mrs Court either, even though she’d called round one Sunday with a gift for the twins’ birthday. She’d gone there after trying Beth’s home unsuccessfully on two occasions. No one had been in there either and Lizzie had left the present with a neighbour. Perhaps she ought to try and visit Beth again, but she had a feeling that Bernie wouldn’t welcome her in his house, and she’d been expecting Beth to bring the twins to see her, even if just to say thank you for their presents.

It was almost as if she’d been cast adrift by the family and Lizzie felt a bit hurt, but scolded herself for being silly as she worked on her orders. Having Tilly work for her was wonderful, because she could trust her to trim the best hats, which gave her more time to design, and some of her customers were keen to buy her special creations; it seemed that Sebastian wasn’t the only one to recognize Lizzie’s talents. Ralph Stevens was becoming a frequent visitor and his order was never less than twelve of her best hats. It meant that she had very little time for anything but work these days.

Thankfully, Lizzie had found her housekeeper two days after Beth’s wedding. She’d offered interviews to the four women who rang in answer to her advertisement and three of them were hopeless; two were such sour-faced creatures that Lizzie couldn’t have left her darling daughter with them to save her life; the third was a pleasant enough woman but older than Lizzie had envisaged and although she felt sympathy for her because she was a widow and lonely, she didn’t seem right. The fourth candidate told her that her name was Hatty Simpson; she was a widow with three sons, all of whom were serving either in the Army or the RAF.

‘I’ve been privileged to know happiness, Mrs Winters,’ she said when Lizzie asked her how she felt about living in. ‘I’ve had my own home and enjoyed it, but my sons have wives and homes of their own – and while I’m fit enough I would prefer the kind of job where I live in as part of the family. I don’t like living alone, though I’m not averse to my own company sometimes.

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