Her Revolution by Gemma Jackson

Author:Gemma Jackson [Jackson, Gemma]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: meave Binchy, Gemma Jackson, Kindle unlimited, housewife, family drama, Family Saga. Women's Fiction
ISBN: 9781781993316
Publisher: Poolbeg Press
Published: 2019-11-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

“Prepare yourselves?” Finn said as her menfolk followed her into the first of the Bray houses.

This morning, after several days spent playing tourist in the Rathmines area, Emmet had insisted on loading everyone into his camper van and making the journey out to Bray.

Emmet stared in dismay after they entered the house. “Mother of God, daughter, you have your work cut out.” The place was a tip. He would pull everything down.

“These old fireplaces are fabulous, Mum.” Ronan was caressing one of the Victorian mantelpieces. “It looks as if this mantelpiece is original. Is it, do you know?”

Finn could only nod her head.

“It would be kind of cool to have a fire burning in every room,” Oisín said.

“Only if you have servants to clean and light every one of them before you put your foot out of bed,” Emmet quipped.

“This is wonderbar, Emmet!” Rolf was almost dancing on his heels. “I want to record all of this.” He clapped his hands in delight. “It is our duty to record the history of these houses before we change them forever. I will go get my camera. Do not move from this spot.” Rolf hurried from the house.

“You’ve done it now, daughter. That man won’t let you move a muscle until he has recorded everything in these houses for posterity.” Emmet sighed, knowing Rolf would not move from here until he had enough film to smother a mountain. Thank God for digital cameras and computers.

Emmet had been so grateful when the first digital camera had come on the market that he’d bought shares in the company. After years of searching for ‘dark rooms’ that Rolf could use to develop his film the digital camera had seemed a gift from the gods.

“It’s a good idea, Da. These old houses are amazing.” Finn had grown up with Rolf’s camera following her every movement. She’d reason to be grateful for Rolf’s obsession with recording everything. She had continued the habit. Thanks to Rolf, she had a picture history of her married life to back up her claims for the law court should it become necessary.

“Don’t you start – I have to listen to that kind of bullshit from Rolf. I’m not taking it from my own flesh and blood.”

“I am back. I am here.” Rolf hurried inside. He had a camera bag around his neck and was fiddling with his expensive digital recorder. “Finn, lead the way, show me everything!”

“The houses are stuck in a time warp.” Finn was able to ignore Rolf and his muttering as she led the men from room to room.

“This old range belongs in a museum.” Emmet ran his hands along the cold blackened stove in the bare kitchen. “I remember my grandmother on her knees once a week polishing one of these monsters. It was a matter of pride to have the blackest one. A woman was judged by how black her range and how red her front doorstep was.” Unlike his father, his mother had not come from money.

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