This morning Iris seemed to have thrust aside her alarm about theirfuture. They didn't live in fourth-floorwalk-ups with never enough heat and hot water. Jubilance over victory in Europe was shadowed by the grim discovery ofNazi atrocities as Allied armies captured concentration camps. Oh, baby, baby, he groaned, and thrust with an urgency that matchedher own.
Someone young, shespecified, and pretty. Yes, sit there at my knee if you want to, child. She sounded like a character in a NoelCoward play, she thought. Laura debated about her first destination.
Join the newsletter to receive news, updates, new products and freebies in your inbox.