As the morning wore on, Dorothy seemed to enjoy nurturing Alice. Florence entertained the two young boys while Lillian passed the hours staring out of the rain-streaked window into the cloudy skies. Dorothy gave Alice back to her when the little girl fell asleep and she trudged back to the bedroom and laid her in the crib. She gazed at the baby’s little face, so peaceful and calm and felt hot, angry tears for her sister and Thomas begin to fall again.
When Stephen went down for his afternoon nap, Peter slept again that afternoon, tired from his changed surroundings. Lillian sought permission from Dorothy to go and see the city’s c*****e for herself in the harsh light of day. Despite everything, a paperboy had still managed to deliver the morning paper. The front page held a picture showin
