Secrets of a Charmed Life by Susan Meissner

Author:Susan Meissner [Meissner, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2015-01-21T11:00:00+00:00

Twenty-two

EMMY had never been to a morgue before, makeshift or otherwise.

The sheet-covered bodies lay on the school cafeteria floor, where only six months earlier children had eaten sausages and peas at sturdy wooden tables. The fallen were arranged in even rows, each one with a cardboard label affixed to the chest, identifying them by name—if it was known—and where they had been killed. Several officials moved about the rows, escorting next of kin to the draped body of the family member they’d been looking for, lifting a corner of the covering, and revealing just half the face; all that a mother or brother or son or grandparent needed to see to identify and claim their beloved.

Emmy would not be able to recall every step to the school-turned-morgue or how she managed to remember the directions after she was told how far she needed to walk to claim her mother’s body.

She did remember being asked how old she was when at last her voice returned and she whispered to the volunteer at the IIP that Mum’s name was among those on the list of the dead.

The first lie came off her lips as easy as air out of a burst balloon.

To have said she was fifteen and orphaned was to have sentenced herself to a children’s home or worse. A social services worker would have been summoned. Emmy would have been escorted away. She wouldn’t have been able to return to the flat. She wouldn’t have been able to keep looking for Julia, whose name was not on the list.

Not on the list!

Emmy was all Julia had. She had to stay on her own. She had to.

“Eighteen,” Emmy had said.

And where was her father?

The second lie came just as effortlessly.

“Recovering in hospital. We got separated Sunday night.”

Kind condolences were offered to Emmy but she did not want the woman’s sympathy. She wanted nothing from her that would give weight and substance to yet another grief.

Emmy was tired of weight and substance. Tired of fear, of anguish, of hunger, of thirst, of despair.

She wanted to feel nothing.

It had taken supreme effort not to press her hand to the woman’s mouth and tell her to shut up about the terrible loss of her mother.

“Where is she?” Emmy had said, and the woman told her how to find the temporary morgue that had been set up near Holborn station for unclaimed dead.

Every step had seemed like the ticking off of the days and weeks and months the war was taking from her. With one word, she allowed her sixteenth and seventeenth years to be swallowed whole by the enemy—taken as swiftly and surely as the war had stolen everything else that was hers. This was all she had been aware of as she strode forward.

She could be a child no longer. Emmy had to be done with immature worries and juvenile hopes.

Orphan was a word to describe a child without parents. Emmy was not a child.

She was Julia’s only living hope, and as such, her little sister’s guardian.

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