Marjorie Her War Years by Patricia Skidmore

Author:Patricia Skidmore
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dundurn
Published: 2018-06-28T16:00:00+00:00

The lake was divine! It was clearly the best part of being at Fintry. Marjorie could see the lake from the manor house. She and Lavinia had been able to run down the path to have a quick dip and cool off almost whenever they wanted to. It had a beautiful sandy beach that reminded Marjorie of the Whitley Bay sands. It was wonderful, and there were even a few seagulls at the lake.

Marjorie had settled in over the past three weeks and felt she was an important member of the Fintry team. She looked up from her chores in the kitchen. The farm school principal and his wife, Harry and Mrs. Logan, had arrived at the manor house. They had a boy with them, but not one from this year’s group of Fintry boys; it was one of the boys from back at the farm school.

As they entered the kitchen, Mrs. Howard greeted them. “How nice to see you. I’ve put on a pot of tea. Well, Kenny, I hear you’re going to take Pat’s place. What a shame that he broke his arm. How is he doing? Is he still in the hospital in Vernon?”

“Yes, he is,” Harry Logan replied. “He’s doing very well. He should be out of the hospital tomorrow.”

“Oh, that’s good. It really is too bad about his arm. I hear he was working quite well.” Mrs. Howard had a soft spot for all the children.

“Yes, yes, he was. It’s a shame all right. However, we’ll let him stay on here and do whatever he can to help. He will be limited with his arm in a cast, but I’m sure we can find him things to keep him busy.

“Well, how are these two girls doing? Are they good helpers?” Harry Logan walked over in time to watch the girls take a rather large pudding out of the oven.

“As you can see, they are grand workers.” Mrs. Howard was rather proud of her two girls. With the pudding cooling, they set to peeling potatoes for the evening meal.

“Marjorie and Lavinia, I’m going to go with the Logans down to the orchard. Are you two okay peeling the potatoes and carrots until I get back?” Mrs. Howard walked toward the door.

“Yes, ma’am. We’ll be fine. Don’t worry,” Lavinia answered for both of them.

The door shut and Lavinia turned to Marjorie. “Isn’t she the best? I wish I had her for my cottage mum.”

“I do, too. She is the best. She is so nice to us all the time. I think she cares about us. She never yells at us or hits us.” Marjorie grabbed some carrots. “I know it’s a long time away, but already I’m not looking forward to going back. I hate that old battleaxe of a cottage mother. I think she hates me. She never talks nicely to me. I kept thinking that I must really be a horrible, dumb jerk, and so I deserve all the crap she gives me. Here, Mrs. Howard seems to think that we are okay and not stupid.

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