“I wanted to help.” We"d worked at her house. Steve organized a plumber from the battalion and he fixed the pump on the central heating. Sergeant McNab and a couple of Jocks had come down and got rid of rubbish. They moved things to the auctioneers. The house was empty. The lawyer was ready to sell it.
Her family ghosts were gone. Our footsteps rang on bare wooden floors. Only the Pleyel and the Baluchi rug remained. Cliesh couldn"t make up her mind what to do about them.
Since her illness, Cliesh was warm and friendly and free of any embarrassment after being sick. Catherine and Steve liked her and would not hear of her moving out. Dinners were happy, and full of laughter. She washed up and helped Catherine cook dinner. Cliesh cooked well.
In the morning there was just the two of us in
