Chapter 13
Susan wound an elastic band round the end of her plait and put her face close to the mirror. A spot was forming on the side of her nose. At the moment only a small red lump, but she knew that soon it would develop and change into one like the spot on her chin.
It was typical that a new one was sprouting, on today of all days. The day she wanted to look her best. She was looking forward to meeting her father’s colleagues, could not wait to be paraded. Daddy’s daughter from England. They would look at her, then at her father, say what a lucky man he was. She poked at the spot with her finger. Would she be able to sneak into her mother’s room and pinch some of her make-up?
She heard her mother’s bedroom door slam and footsteps go down the stairs. Kneading the spot on her nose sh
