Here’s Jane Risdon with an interesting story for you on this lovely #WordPressWednesday
Join our main characters as they try to celebrate Christmas 1968. Nothing is going their way.
Stella had one night to live before her operation, convinced she’d die under the surgeon’s knife; her uncle had succumbed on the operating table after all, and so she’d allowed herself to be dragged to the local village hall to watch Narnia’s Children perform. What had she to lose? She was sure she’d be dead by the following night.
Renza waited and waited for the Post Sergeant to deliver her much-longed-for Christmas card but Christmas day came and went and still, there was nothing for her. Seething with anger she plans to get the first lift she can scrounge to the Channel Ferry, so she can make her way from Germany to London and Scott.
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