The London Spymaker: A Riveting WW2 Historical Saga of Espionage, Love & Betrayal. Inspired by a real story. (A Resistance Girl Novel Book 7) by Hannah Byron

The London Spymaker: A Riveting WW2 Historical Saga of Espionage, Love & Betrayal. Inspired by a real story. (A Resistance Girl Novel Book 7) by Hannah Byron

Author:Hannah Byron [Byron, Hannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hannah Byron Books
Published: 2024-04-02T00:00:00+00:00


Silence.

Oh God, what had she said?

“I loved you from the moment I saw you, Anna. Just you. Only you.”

28

ANOTHER LOSS

“Please come and say hello to my uncle before you go. I’m sure he’ll be glad to see you again. He mentions you from time to time. Calls you ‘that fine Pole’,” Anna invited as they reached Mount Street.

Henryk chuckled, “your uncle is quite the character. Alright, a few more minutes in your presence.”

She was still fumbling in her bag for her key when the front door opened, and she stood eye to eye with her father. He looked haggard. The hall lamp shone through his thinning white hair revealing his scalp.

“Vati what are you doing here?” Anna was instantly on high alert. Her father wasn’t living here anymore and hardly visited, now he was so busy with his shop. He stared from Anna to Henryk, clearly failing to understand Henryk’s sudden presence by his daughter’s side.

“You’re home?” he concluded in bewilderment. “Do come in, both of you. I hadn’t expected you, Henryk. Apologies for my disorderly state. We’d only expected Anna.”

“I can go, sir, if my unannounced visit is inconvenient.”

“No, no, do come in.” He made way for them to pass indoors.

“What’s wrong, father? Why are you here instead of in Greek Street?” Anna had a bad feeling.

“Come in first and I’ll explain. It’s all very unfortunate.”

He shuffled in front of them to the sitting room, bent and old. Anna’s heart pounded in her chest. Something was clearly wrong. Was it Uncle Benjamin? But her uncle was sitting healthy and upright at the table, staring down on the notepad he’d been writing on. He turned his gaze to them, lowering the reading glasses he’d recently taken to wearing.

“Anna. And you, Henryk? How come you’re here?”

“Please can someone tell me what’s going on?” Anna insisted.

Her father let out a deep moaning sigh, after which Uncle Benjamin pronounced flat out, “I’m sorry to announce your mother passed, Anna. Peacefully, this afternoon.”

All life and joy seeped out of her like a deflated balloon. If Henryk hadn’t taken her elbow, she would have sunk to the floor like a sack of potatoes.

“Mutti,” she whimpered. “What happened to Mutti?”

“Nothing really,” Uncle Benjamin was the one to speak again, while her father looked more dead than alive himself. “According to the doctors, she just stopped breathing. She had no life in her anymore. Nothing dramatic but still very sad.”

Henryk directed her to a chair where she sat down like an automaton. He pulled up another chair and sat close to her, holding her hand. Anna raised her eyes to her father and her heart broke for him. He looked so lost, so unconsolably sad.

“I’m alright,” she whispered to Henryk as she got up from the chair again and on unstable legs walked over to her father. It was Anna who embraced him, instead of the other way around.

“I’m so, so sorry, Vati. I know she meant everything to you, despite all that happened in the last year.



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