“And that’s everything.”
“And that’s everything.”Hilda was powerless to stop the tears welling in her eyes.
Hilda was powerless to stop the tears welling in her eyes.“Oh, Victoria. Oh, you poor—”
“Oh, Victoria. Oh, you poor—”“Don’t,” Victoria stopped her. “I’ve cried enough. God knows, I’ve cried enough. I can’t afford to do it anymore.”
“Don’t,” Victoria stopped her. “I’ve cried enough. God knows, I’ve cried enough. I can’t afford to do it anymore.”Hilda leaned across the table, her arms snaking around the plate which still bore the grease streaks of long-forgotten chips and the slick remnants of her salad dressing. She’d listened patiently for nearly an hour, resisting the temptation to interrupt, taking everything in everything that Victoria had said with what she could only be desc
