Under the Hawthorn Tree
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126 printed pages
- Original publication
- 2013
- Publication year
- 2013
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- b2742057823has quoted3 years agoat Mother, waiting for her reply. She nodded her head silently.
‘Under the hawthorn tree in the back field,’ she whispered. ‘The children always played there and its blossom will shelter her now.’
Dan motioned to Michael and they left the cottage and disappeared up to the field carrying a spade.
‘We’ve no coffin,’ said Mother hoarsely.
Kitty looked around the cottage and begged Eily to help her. Eily cleared her throat. ‘What about using grandmother’s wooden chest?’
Kitty and Eily pulled it out from under the old bed and lifted it onto the blanket. Mother walked over and nodded silently. Kitty began to take out the family treasures and - b3926091144has quoted3 years agoTHE AIR FELT COLD and damp as Eily stirred in her bed and tried to pull a bit more of the blanket up to her shoulders. Her little sister Peggy moved against her. Peggy was snoring again. She always did when she had a cold.
The fire was nearly out. The hot ash made a soft glow in the gloom of the cottage.
Mother was crooning quietly to the baby. Bridget’s eyes were closed and her soft face looked paler than ever as she lay wrapped in Mother’s shawl, her little fist clinging to a piece of the long chestnut-coloured hair.
Bridget was ill – they all knew it. Underneath the wrapped shawl her body was too thin, her skin white and either too hot or too cold to the touch. Mother held her all - b3926091144has quoted3 years agoTHE AIR FELT COLD and damp as Eily stirred in her bed and tried to
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