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Cissie stood outside in her garden and crouched down to pull out some weeds from around her roses. She abruptly sprang up again, wandered over to the garage, and went inside to sit in the Hudson. The garage was dark and cool, and she laid her forehead on the steering wheel. Charlie watched her with one ear c****d. ‘Oh! I am so bored. What should I do? Why did I ever marry you of all the men in the world, George Hood? You make me miserable. I hate this and I won’t do it any more. When he gets back, Charlie, I’m telling him he’s got to make a choice. It’s me or the planes. I can always go back to England. I’ve still got friends there, and Mother and my brother…’
She was interrupted by the shrill ring of the telephone from inside the house. She struggled with the catch on the door, final
