Chapter 14-2
There were a few other mutterings in a similar vein. After the storm in April, a few villagers had moved away rather than try to rebuild. Several had left last year after the shipwreck. Those who stayed had done so because of the promise of reward from smuggling. A chance to rebuild their lives, their homes, their village. And now that hope was gone. Uncle Walcott had written again last week, renewing his offer to let her come live with him in Manchester. Practically insisted. And if she was staying out of loyalty to Jimmy, he could take care of that. As Jimmy’s legal guardian, he could force the boy to move to Manchester. Sylvia gazed out the window at the rolling sea, the windswept cliffs, the twisting High Street lined with rhododendrons and trees permanently bowed inland from the se
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