Several dark long days had passed and Rosa busied herself in the
kitchen preparing the meat pie for dinner. Molly the kitchen maid lay
ill in her bed upstairs and her Aunt was to frail to help with the
cooking. Rosa breathed a sigh of relief when she had finished baking
the meat pie for dinner. She pulled out the tea caddy from the cupboard
and made herself a delightful twining s tea, Rosa made some hot toast
with honey and sat down at the kitchen table feeling lonely. she longed
for the cool summer nights. But it was still a cold chill in the air.
Her aunt sat in the front drawing room a Rosa took her up some tea and
gently knocked on the door.
"Do come in My child.' could you please draw the curtain over a bit my head feels like it is about to burst open."
"Oh dear.' Auntie I am sorry I'll go and fetch your pills."
"thank you Rosa."
That was the fist time her Aunt called her Rosa. maybe Her aunt Had a change of heart. The years had gone by so quickly
Rosa's aunt spent a lot of time in her bed. Molly spent nearly all day
fetching and carrying until the sun hid behind the pale moon light.
Molly looked rather pale so Rosa told her she could be released from her
duties. She polity smiled and made her way upstairs to her room in the
attic. The rain lashed onto the window sill. Rosa thoughts were on her
son whom she had never seen, since the day he was born. She still
longed for him to come looking. That kept her spirits alive. Moments
later there was a loud knock on the door. Rosa opened the door, There
stood a young man the one that she had seen at the railway station. Rosa
glanced awkwardly at the young mans face and then asked him a question.
"Have I met you before." she said."
Yes I do believe we have."
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