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trains and trams home from work. aside the grille, and she and most of the men exited. Grace
Somewhere behind the loading bay, giant presses ran followed the men around the corner and through the door
around the clock, ten or maybe twenty times the size of marked Editorial to find a sea of desks covered in typewrit-
the press at her fathers paper in Benalla. Right now, teams ers, paper, books, newspapers and telephones. A few near
of printers would be turning gigantic rolls of blank news- the back were occupied by older men who looked rumpled
print into papers and magazines. It was magic, just like and tired, as if theyd been there all night. The air smelled
the morning milk and bread deliveries; people hardly ever of stale cigarettes and sandwiches.
thought about the work that brought them to their door- Miss Fowler, I presume? A man looked at her across
step, but they noticed if they werent there. a clutter of papers on a desk twice the size of the ones in
Grace smoothed her best maroon gabardine suit and front of her. His desk was just inside the entrance, right
gripped her brown leather handbag extra tightly as she where he could see everyone in the newsroom and more
stepped off the footpath and crossed the road. A man in importantly, within shouting distance if he was anything
a dark green uniform doffed his cap and smiled as she en- like the news editors shed met before. At her nod, he said,
tered building. Sam Barton.
After signing in and pinning a visitors pass to her la- He looked pleasant enough, more like a businessman
pel, Grace stepped into the lift with half a dozen men of than the dishevelled, big-bellied newsmen shed grown
different ages. No one spoke but she wished they would, up with. His neatly combed light brown hair had just a
anything to distract her racing mind. Mr Barton. News hint of grey near the temples. He looked a bit younger
Editor. Mr Barton. News Editor. She was sure of his name than her father but of a similar vintage, mid-forties or so.
and title, but she worried her mind would go blank when FATHERLY NEWS EDITOR GREETS NEW SECRE-
she met him. Not that it had ever happened before, but TARY. Her headline for that moment.
shed seen it in a film oncewhich one was it? No mat- Youll be sitting behind me. Mr Barton waved to a
ter. First impressions count for everything. The teachers at smaller desk with several overflowing in- and out-trays,
secretarial college had drummed that into her. two telephones (both ringing) and a typewriter. A bank
The lift operator slid the metal door open then pushed of filing cabinets lined the wall behind her desk. My sec-
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trains and trams home from work. aside the grille, and she and most of the men exited. Grace
Somewhere behind the loading bay, giant presses ran followed the men around the corner and through the door
around the clock, ten or maybe twenty times the size of marked Editorial to find a sea of desks covered in typewrit-
the press at her fathers paper in Benalla. Right now, teams ers, paper, books, newspapers and telephones. A few near
of printers would be turning gigantic rolls of blank news- the back were occupied by older men who looked rumpled
print into papers and magazines. It was magic, just like and tired, as if theyd been there all night. The air smelled
the morning milk and bread deliveries; people hardly ever of stale cigarettes and sandwiches.
thought about the work that brought them to their door- Miss Fowler, I presume? A man looked at her across
step, but they noticed if they werent there. a clutter of papers on a desk twice the size of the ones in
Grace smoothed her best maroon gabardine suit and front of her. His desk was just inside the entrance, right
gripped her brown leather handbag extra tightly as she where he could see everyone in the newsroom and more
stepped off the footpath and crossed the road. A man in importantly, within shouting distance if he was anything
a dark green uniform doffed his cap and smiled as she en- like the news editors shed met before. At her nod, he said,
tered building. Sam Barton.
After signing in and pinning a visitors pass to her la- He looked pleasant enough, more like a businessman
pel, Grace stepped into the lift with half a dozen men of than the dishevelled, big-bellied newsmen shed grown
different ages. No one spoke but she wished they would, up with. His neatly combed light brown hair had just a
anything to distract her racing mind. Mr Barton. News hint of grey near the temples. He looked a bit younger
Editor. Mr Barton. News Editor. She was sure of his name than her father but of a similar vintage, mid-forties or so.
and title, but she worried her mind would go blank when FATHERLY NEWS EDITOR GREETS NEW SECRE-
she met him. Not that it had ever happened before, but TARY. Her headline for that moment.
shed seen it in a film oncewhich one was it? No mat- Youll be sitting behind me. Mr Barton waved to a
ter. First impressions count for everything. The teachers at smaller desk with several overflowing in- and out-trays,
secretarial college had drummed that into her. two telephones (both ringing) and a typewriter. A bank
The lift operator slid the metal door open then pushed of filing cabinets lined the wall behind her desk. My sec-
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retarys on leave and we dont know when shell be back. the first place. She tried without success to remember what
Until we can arrange something more permanent Ill need shed been told at secretarial college. She took a different
you to handle all the usual things; answering the phone, approach with the next call.
managing my calendar, checking the wires, filing, keeping Good afternoonoh, I mean morning, sorry. Mr
people out of my hair. Youll get to know which people as Bartons office, Grace Fowler speaking.
you go along. Youve done this before? NEW SECRETARY DOESNT EVEN KNOW
Grace nodded, trying to quell her disappointment THE TIME OF DAY. Take a breath, slow your speech,
and focus on what her new boss was saying. Of course she annunciate more clearly while callers get used to your
would have preferred a reporting role, and for just a few voice, she reminded herself. Writing down the second call-
exciting moments, before shed understood why he was ers message and preparing to answer the next call, Grace
phoning, thats exactly what shed thought he was offering. glanced across the newsroom, straight into the face of
Any questions? Gary Cooper? Well, not quite the movie star, but close
She shook her head. That all sounds quite straight- enough. Nodding slowly, his broad smile revealed pearly
forward, Mr Barton, she said, surprised that she managed teeth and creased the corners of his sparkling eyes. He
to sound so professional. I can do this, she told herself was leaning against a desk, arms folded casually across his
as she removed her gloves and placed her handbag in her chest. His suit jacket outlined the shoulders and torso of
desk drawer. She sat and opened a notebook, retrieved a an athlete, perfectly triangular.
pencil from a holder and answered the first of the ringing He pushed himself away from the desk and walked
telephones. towards her, his gaze fixed on hers. At least she thought
Newsroom. Miss Fowler speaking. it was, but perhaps he was looking at someone behind
Was that right? Should she give the name of the organ- her? She quickly turned her head; no one there. As he ap-
isation first? No, these calls were all coming through the proached, Grace blushed harder and faster than she ever
switchboard. Maybe she should answer saying Mr Bartons had at school when Mick Foster walked past.
name? After all, thats probably who people were calling Phil Taylor, senior sports writer, he said, offering her
but theyd need her name so they knew who to address in his hand. His grip was warm and firm.
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retarys on leave and we dont know when shell be back. the first place. She tried without success to remember what
Until we can arrange something more permanent Ill need shed been told at secretarial college. She took a different
you to handle all the usual things; answering the phone, approach with the next call.
managing my calendar, checking the wires, filing, keeping Good afternoonoh, I mean morning, sorry. Mr
people out of my hair. Youll get to know which people as Bartons office, Grace Fowler speaking.
you go along. Youve done this before? NEW SECRETARY DOESNT EVEN KNOW
Grace nodded, trying to quell her disappointment THE TIME OF DAY. Take a breath, slow your speech,
and focus on what her new boss was saying. Of course she annunciate more clearly while callers get used to your
would have preferred a reporting role, and for just a few voice, she reminded herself. Writing down the second call-
exciting moments, before shed understood why he was ers message and preparing to answer the next call, Grace
phoning, thats exactly what shed thought he was offering. glanced across the newsroom, straight into the face of
Any questions? Gary Cooper? Well, not quite the movie star, but close
She shook her head. That all sounds quite straight- enough. Nodding slowly, his broad smile revealed pearly
forward, Mr Barton, she said, surprised that she managed teeth and creased the corners of his sparkling eyes. He
to sound so professional. I can do this, she told herself was leaning against a desk, arms folded casually across his
as she removed her gloves and placed her handbag in her chest. His suit jacket outlined the shoulders and torso of
desk drawer. She sat and opened a notebook, retrieved a an athlete, perfectly triangular.
pencil from a holder and answered the first of the ringing He pushed himself away from the desk and walked
telephones. towards her, his gaze fixed on hers. At least she thought
Newsroom. Miss Fowler speaking. it was, but perhaps he was looking at someone behind
Was that right? Should she give the name of the organ- her? She quickly turned her head; no one there. As he ap-
isation first? No, these calls were all coming through the proached, Grace blushed harder and faster than she ever
switchboard. Maybe she should answer saying Mr Bartons had at school when Mick Foster walked past.
name? After all, thats probably who people were calling Phil Taylor, senior sports writer, he said, offering her
but theyd need her name so they knew who to address in his hand. His grip was warm and firm.
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easel, canvases and paints. Cradling her enormous belly and shelling peas into a saucepan.
with one arm, she waddled to the kitchen, lifted the roast- He leaned over and stroked her stomach. Clothes on
ing pan into the oven then glanced down to check she was or off, I dont mind.
wearing shoes rather than slippers. Finally she whipped off Mae shivered. Hed asked so many times to draw her
her apron and smoothed her blonde hair. Perfect. naked, but shed never allowed it. Once shed let him draw
Theres my Sunny, Harry said, bounding through her in bed, while she was naked under the sheets, yet even
the back door a moment later and hugging her close. though she trusted him completely, she couldnt bear the
She filled her lungs with his scent; leather riding jacket thought of him studying her body that way. Seeing all her
mingled with hair oil and cigarette smoke. Shed be per- flaws; her broad hips, her swollen ankles, her enormous
fectly happy to stay in exactly this configurationlips to- bosom.
gether, his arms holding her tight against his chestuntil You can draw me in my new smock, she said. Ive
they both shrivelled to dust, she thought. given up letting things out.
Its true, he said, loosening his hold and leaning Youd look beautiful in a potato sack, he said, arching
back against the kitchen sink. All those comments about backwards to stretch against the sink.
a mothers glow. I wouldnt have thought it possible, but Sore?
youve grown even prettier than when we met. Just tired from hunching over the handlebars. Noth-
Youd flatter any woman cooking your favourite din- ing to slow me down.
ner. Mae eased her hips forward to stretch her own back.
She kissed him again and smiled, trying to appear Harry watched her carefully, his expression serious. It was
carefree, but searching his expression for any hint of dis- exactly the look shed been dreadingthe look that always
appointment with her shape. accompanied news about a new posting. The first time
Youre the pin-up girl of expectant motherhood, Mrs shed seen it they moved to Sydney; the last time theyd
Parker. Im going to draw you this weekend, capture you moved back to Melbourne.
in all your splendour. Darling, did you hear that Jims ship is home? he
Now, youre just teasing, Mae said, stepping away asked slowly.
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easel, canvases and paints. Cradling her enormous belly and shelling peas into a saucepan.
with one arm, she waddled to the kitchen, lifted the roast- He leaned over and stroked her stomach. Clothes on
ing pan into the oven then glanced down to check she was or off, I dont mind.
wearing shoes rather than slippers. Finally she whipped off Mae shivered. Hed asked so many times to draw her
her apron and smoothed her blonde hair. Perfect. naked, but shed never allowed it. Once shed let him draw
Theres my Sunny, Harry said, bounding through her in bed, while she was naked under the sheets, yet even
the back door a moment later and hugging her close. though she trusted him completely, she couldnt bear the
She filled her lungs with his scent; leather riding jacket thought of him studying her body that way. Seeing all her
mingled with hair oil and cigarette smoke. Shed be per- flaws; her broad hips, her swollen ankles, her enormous
fectly happy to stay in exactly this configurationlips to- bosom.
gether, his arms holding her tight against his chestuntil You can draw me in my new smock, she said. Ive
they both shrivelled to dust, she thought. given up letting things out.
Its true, he said, loosening his hold and leaning Youd look beautiful in a potato sack, he said, arching
back against the kitchen sink. All those comments about backwards to stretch against the sink.
a mothers glow. I wouldnt have thought it possible, but Sore?
youve grown even prettier than when we met. Just tired from hunching over the handlebars. Noth-
Youd flatter any woman cooking your favourite din- ing to slow me down.
ner. Mae eased her hips forward to stretch her own back.
She kissed him again and smiled, trying to appear Harry watched her carefully, his expression serious. It was
carefree, but searching his expression for any hint of dis- exactly the look shed been dreadingthe look that always
appointment with her shape. accompanied news about a new posting. The first time
Youre the pin-up girl of expectant motherhood, Mrs shed seen it they moved to Sydney; the last time theyd
Parker. Im going to draw you this weekend, capture you moved back to Melbourne.
in all your splendour. Darling, did you hear that Jims ship is home? he
Now, youre just teasing, Mae said, stepping away asked slowly.
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Mae held her breath for a moment before answering. lamb filled the kitchen while a jug of mint sauce steeped
I saw it on the newsreel with Et. Alice wrote that she ex- on the freshly wiped windowsill. Dinner was still an hour
pects him any day now. away.
Theyre all pretty exhausted, I hear, after all that ac- II received my orders. Im heading to Perth to get
tion in the Mediterranean. the blokes up to speed. Just for six months. A year at the
Alice says he thrived on it, said Mae, turning to rinse most.
the peas under the tap. A real Boys Own adventure, he Mae started washing dishes. When are you leaving?
called it. she asked without looking at him.
Well, the Italians certainly wont forget the ship that Theres a train on Monday night.
sunk one of their best. And that crewa real red-hot She stopped washing and let her head drop forward.
bunch. Harry plunged on. But some of the more expe- Europe or Africa?
rienced men are leaving. The new fellows in the engine Neither . . . for the moment, anyway. The ship copped
room need training. a bit of damage overseas. Theyre fixing her up then well
In the six years theyd been married and their two do some escort work up the coast and into Singapore.
years courting hed had three sea postings. Last time he Moving in behind her, Harry pulled Mae towards him
was at sea shed lost their baby. Shed lost two more before so that her head nestled under his collarbone. You know
that one. Each time shed only been a few months along this posting is a dream come true for me, he said softly.
but it had still been devastating. This pregnancy shed been It could lead to promotions and a wonderful life for all
much happier having Harry training engineers at the naval of us.
college about seventy-five miles away, well clear of battles Mae turned to face him and tilted her head to look at
on the other side of the world. his straight black hair, his sea blue eyes. She forced her lips
Mae carefully sliced the carrots and potatoes and ar- into a smile. Theyll be lucky to have you aboard.
ranged them flat edge down in the roasting pan. Harry Now we have three things to celebrate, he said. My
loved his roast vegetables slightly burned on one side only; posting, our anniversary and our lovely daughter.
he said they reminded him of toffee apples. The smell of I thought you wanted a boy, Mae said, trying to
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Mae held her breath for a moment before answering. lamb filled the kitchen while a jug of mint sauce steeped
I saw it on the newsreel with Et. Alice wrote that she ex- on the freshly wiped windowsill. Dinner was still an hour
pects him any day now. away.
Theyre all pretty exhausted, I hear, after all that ac- II received my orders. Im heading to Perth to get
tion in the Mediterranean. the blokes up to speed. Just for six months. A year at the
Alice says he thrived on it, said Mae, turning to rinse most.
the peas under the tap. A real Boys Own adventure, he Mae started washing dishes. When are you leaving?
called it. she asked without looking at him.
Well, the Italians certainly wont forget the ship that Theres a train on Monday night.
sunk one of their best. And that crewa real red-hot She stopped washing and let her head drop forward.
bunch. Harry plunged on. But some of the more expe- Europe or Africa?
rienced men are leaving. The new fellows in the engine Neither . . . for the moment, anyway. The ship copped
room need training. a bit of damage overseas. Theyre fixing her up then well
In the six years theyd been married and their two do some escort work up the coast and into Singapore.
years courting hed had three sea postings. Last time he Moving in behind her, Harry pulled Mae towards him
was at sea shed lost their baby. Shed lost two more before so that her head nestled under his collarbone. You know
that one. Each time shed only been a few months along this posting is a dream come true for me, he said softly.
but it had still been devastating. This pregnancy shed been It could lead to promotions and a wonderful life for all
much happier having Harry training engineers at the naval of us.
college about seventy-five miles away, well clear of battles Mae turned to face him and tilted her head to look at
on the other side of the world. his straight black hair, his sea blue eyes. She forced her lips
Mae carefully sliced the carrots and potatoes and ar- into a smile. Theyll be lucky to have you aboard.
ranged them flat edge down in the roasting pan. Harry Now we have three things to celebrate, he said. My
loved his roast vegetables slightly burned on one side only; posting, our anniversary and our lovely daughter.
he said they reminded him of toffee apples. The smell of I thought you wanted a boy, Mae said, trying to
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wiches for you. by workshop. The rag trade was centred around Flinders
Youve been practising Daddy talk in the mirror, ha- Lane and the best fashion and furniture in the city was still
vent you? to be found here. Sometimes, as a girl, shed imagined she
I have, and I think Im getting the hang of it. Dont was walking through an arcade in Paris or London or some
make faces or the wind might change and youll look like other exotic city where you could window-shop all day,
that forever. Wash your ears or youll get potatoes in there. looking at antiques that were hundreds of years old, the
Sticks and stones . . . finest embroidered linens, the most expensive silks from
Thats very good, said Mae, laughing. Youre a nat- the Orient. But Melbourne was much younger than those
ural. other cities. There were lovely things here but there was
Harry looked stern. Any more cheek and there could little chance youd stumble upon candlesticks from a cas-
very well be a spanking. tle or a cruet set once owned by a lord of the realm. That
Do you talk to your crew like this? morning theyd chosen a thoroughly modern pram and
Only the more junior men. I dont think it would go cot, arranged delivery, and now they were on their way to
over too well with the officers. the theatre.
Mae relaxed into their cosy banter, trying to forget From behind, youd never believe you were expect-
that he was leaving the day after next. It might be months ing, Harry said, patting her lightly on the bottom.
before they had another night like this and probably no Mae caught a side-on reflection of herself in a shop
more on their own. Everything was about to change. window. She was perfectly round with no sign remaining
Sunny, darling, you look upset. of her waist.
Just missing you a little bit already. I look like a hippopotamus.
A very pretty hippo in that get-up, I must say.
How will I get through doors in two months time?
The next morning they walked slowly along the shad- I might have to get Et to wheel me to the shops in the
ed cobbles of Degraves Street. After leaving school the day pram.
she turned fourteen, Mae had trained as a tailor in a near- Harry laughed and kissed her cheek. I dont doubt for
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wiches for you. by workshop. The rag trade was centred around Flinders
Youve been practising Daddy talk in the mirror, ha- Lane and the best fashion and furniture in the city was still
vent you? to be found here. Sometimes, as a girl, shed imagined she
I have, and I think Im getting the hang of it. Dont was walking through an arcade in Paris or London or some
make faces or the wind might change and youll look like other exotic city where you could window-shop all day,
that forever. Wash your ears or youll get potatoes in there. looking at antiques that were hundreds of years old, the
Sticks and stones . . . finest embroidered linens, the most expensive silks from
Thats very good, said Mae, laughing. Youre a nat- the Orient. But Melbourne was much younger than those
ural. other cities. There were lovely things here but there was
Harry looked stern. Any more cheek and there could little chance youd stumble upon candlesticks from a cas-
very well be a spanking. tle or a cruet set once owned by a lord of the realm. That
Do you talk to your crew like this? morning theyd chosen a thoroughly modern pram and
Only the more junior men. I dont think it would go cot, arranged delivery, and now they were on their way to
over too well with the officers. the theatre.
Mae relaxed into their cosy banter, trying to forget From behind, youd never believe you were expect-
that he was leaving the day after next. It might be months ing, Harry said, patting her lightly on the bottom.
before they had another night like this and probably no Mae caught a side-on reflection of herself in a shop
more on their own. Everything was about to change. window. She was perfectly round with no sign remaining
Sunny, darling, you look upset. of her waist.
Just missing you a little bit already. I look like a hippopotamus.
A very pretty hippo in that get-up, I must say.
How will I get through doors in two months time?
The next morning they walked slowly along the shad- I might have to get Et to wheel me to the shops in the
ed cobbles of Degraves Street. After leaving school the day pram.
she turned fourteen, Mae had trained as a tailor in a near- Harry laughed and kissed her cheek. I dont doubt for
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a moment that your aunt would be up to the task. When smaller house. Theres no room, so now Im stuck with
my mother was expecting Mim, she could only get out of it. Its too big to fit in the shop so I had to put it in the
her chair if one of us was around to haul her up. window.
Mae gasped. What if I get stuck? I could be there for Mae, whose feet had swollen in the heat, sank into a
days. chair. Were saving to build a house. Im afraid we cant
You know the answer to that. Go and stay with your afford furniture yet, Mr . . .
family. Set my mind at ease. Jeremiah Johansson, madam. Mr Johansson pulled
She stopped in front of a furniture shop. The window a polishing cloth out of his pocket and wiped his hands
display featured just one item: a buffet made of the most then bowed slightly toward her. I think its the best Ive
lustrous wood, shimmering with copper and ivory and eb- ever done.
ony hues. Darling, look at this. Mae looked across and Harry was carefully opening and closing every door
saw that Harry was already admiring the buffet. and drawer in the buffet. As my wife said, were saving,
An elderly gentleman stepped into the window and but just so we know for the future, how much are you
arranged a pair of silver picture frames on top. He looked asking?
around and smiled then walked outside to greet them. Jeremiah moved over to his desk and opened a leath-
Walnut, he said. er-bound ledger. He ran his pencil down a column then
Its got such beautiful linesand the wood tones . . . tapped it on the page. They paid a non-refundable de-
Mae said, barely able to tear her eyes away. posit of fifty percent. He paused a moment as if deep
Come inside, the man suggested. Costs nothing to in thought. People are scared about the war so no ones
look. spending, he said. It could be taking up space in my win-
They entered the cool darkness of the shop. Mae im- dow for months. I really need to display the smaller pieces
mediately went to the buffet and ran her hand over its that bring in the customers.
silky, curved doors. Its gorgeous, she said. Mae held her breath as he wrote a figure on the page
The man sighed. Such a shame, he said. The couple then subtracted the deposit and added ten percent. She
who originally commissioned it have had to move to a knew he was being extremely generous.
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a moment that your aunt would be up to the task. When smaller house. Theres no room, so now Im stuck with
my mother was expecting Mim, she could only get out of it. Its too big to fit in the shop so I had to put it in the
her chair if one of us was around to haul her up. window.
Mae gasped. What if I get stuck? I could be there for Mae, whose feet had swollen in the heat, sank into a
days. chair. Were saving to build a house. Im afraid we cant
You know the answer to that. Go and stay with your afford furniture yet, Mr . . .
family. Set my mind at ease. Jeremiah Johansson, madam. Mr Johansson pulled
She stopped in front of a furniture shop. The window a polishing cloth out of his pocket and wiped his hands
display featured just one item: a buffet made of the most then bowed slightly toward her. I think its the best Ive
lustrous wood, shimmering with copper and ivory and eb- ever done.
ony hues. Darling, look at this. Mae looked across and Harry was carefully opening and closing every door
saw that Harry was already admiring the buffet. and drawer in the buffet. As my wife said, were saving,
An elderly gentleman stepped into the window and but just so we know for the future, how much are you
arranged a pair of silver picture frames on top. He looked asking?
around and smiled then walked outside to greet them. Jeremiah moved over to his desk and opened a leath-
Walnut, he said. er-bound ledger. He ran his pencil down a column then
Its got such beautiful linesand the wood tones . . . tapped it on the page. They paid a non-refundable de-
Mae said, barely able to tear her eyes away. posit of fifty percent. He paused a moment as if deep
Come inside, the man suggested. Costs nothing to in thought. People are scared about the war so no ones
look. spending, he said. It could be taking up space in my win-
They entered the cool darkness of the shop. Mae im- dow for months. I really need to display the smaller pieces
mediately went to the buffet and ran her hand over its that bring in the customers.
silky, curved doors. Its gorgeous, she said. Mae held her breath as he wrote a figure on the page
The man sighed. Such a shame, he said. The couple then subtracted the deposit and added ten percent. She
who originally commissioned it have had to move to a knew he was being extremely generous.
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Not many people appreciate handcrafted furniture. It flap we have in place of a back wall.
would make me happy to think it was the centrepiece in a And Ill be washing and cleaning from daybreak to
room rather than tucked away behind a door. dark, because we dont have doors to keep the dust out.
Harry, therell be no space after the cot and pram ar- Details, dear Sunny, details. Youll get Sundays off to
rive. enjoy the rustic vista of our own back garden.
How about the bedroom? You could put the babys Which Ill also be tending while youre gallivanting
clothes inside it for the moment. from port to port.
Mae smiled tightly at Jeremiah then turned to Harry. Steady on. I always make sure everythings in order
Its a wonderful offer, but maybe we should think about it before I leave. And before I leave this time, I need to make
a little more, darling. Over the weekend, perhaps. sure youre both in order. He lifted her hand and kissed
Sorry, mate. Might have to give it a miss for the mo- it softly. It wont be long now until youre the best little
ment. Harry shook Jeremiahs hand then he and Mae left mother in the world.
the shop. And theres no question about wholl be the best fa-
We dont need to furnish our home right away, she ther, Mae said, certain that Harry would be wonderful
said, trying to sound bright as they walked away down the but not at all convinced of her own abilities. As she said
lane. Well have years to make it perfect. the words, she sensed something large crushing her chest,
Of course, he said, squeezing her hand. Hell have a feeling that had gnawed at the edges of her mind for as
something else in the shop when were ready. It doesnt long as she could recall. Shed tried to push it away, yet the
have to be this one. Just think of the fun well have, find- bigger the baby grew, the closer the feeling came to form-
ing the right pieces for every room. Meanwhile, we can ing, to taking on colour; reds and oranges and yellows, like
camp like gypsies. fire, like danger. As though rocked by a rush of wind, she
I could cook over an open fire in the middle of the felt her legs wobble beneath her. Her thoughts swam and
hallway, said Mae. swirled then arranged themselves into recognisable words:
Perfect, I can see it now, Harry enthused. Our chil- What if I hate being a mother? What if Harry thinks Im a
dren running naked and laughing through the canvas tent failure? What if he goes away too?
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Not many people appreciate handcrafted furniture. It flap we have in place of a back wall.
would make me happy to think it was the centrepiece in a And Ill be washing and cleaning from daybreak to
room rather than tucked away behind a door. dark, because we dont have doors to keep the dust out.
Harry, therell be no space after the cot and pram ar- Details, dear Sunny, details. Youll get Sundays off to
rive. enjoy the rustic vista of our own back garden.
How about the bedroom? You could put the babys Which Ill also be tending while youre gallivanting
clothes inside it for the moment. from port to port.
Mae smiled tightly at Jeremiah then turned to Harry. Steady on. I always make sure everythings in order
Its a wonderful offer, but maybe we should think about it before I leave. And before I leave this time, I need to make
a little more, darling. Over the weekend, perhaps. sure youre both in order. He lifted her hand and kissed
Sorry, mate. Might have to give it a miss for the mo- it softly. It wont be long now until youre the best little
ment. Harry shook Jeremiahs hand then he and Mae left mother in the world.
the shop. And theres no question about wholl be the best fa-
We dont need to furnish our home right away, she ther, Mae said, certain that Harry would be wonderful
said, trying to sound bright as they walked away down the but not at all convinced of her own abilities. As she said
lane. Well have years to make it perfect. the words, she sensed something large crushing her chest,
Of course, he said, squeezing her hand. Hell have a feeling that had gnawed at the edges of her mind for as
something else in the shop when were ready. It doesnt long as she could recall. Shed tried to push it away, yet the
have to be this one. Just think of the fun well have, find- bigger the baby grew, the closer the feeling came to form-
ing the right pieces for every room. Meanwhile, we can ing, to taking on colour; reds and oranges and yellows, like
camp like gypsies. fire, like danger. As though rocked by a rush of wind, she
I could cook over an open fire in the middle of the felt her legs wobble beneath her. Her thoughts swam and
hallway, said Mae. swirled then arranged themselves into recognisable words:
Perfect, I can see it now, Harry enthused. Our chil- What if I hate being a mother? What if Harry thinks Im a
dren running naked and laughing through the canvas tent failure? What if he goes away too?
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