STANDING ON THE EDGE OF THE WORLD
“For heaven’s sake,” Annie growled when the alarm went off, but Meg smothered the harsh sound quickly. She dressed and crept down the stairs in stocking feet. All the lights were on high in the kitchen, revealing spots on the walls where they’d scrubbed off grime and the hospital green paint with it. Meg peeked into the parlour and saw David’s form buried under old blankets on his pallet on the floor.
“David,” she urged quietly.
He struggled into a seated position.
Meg continued into the kitchen. The aroma of farl and bacon frying filled the room. “You didn’t have to rise so early to make …”
Clad in their mother’s heavy drab-brown dressing gown, Jinny turned from the range and pointed a fork at her. “It’s no bother and I wanted to talk to you before y
