“This is some evening,” said Marty. “I thought I was about to be wined and dined followed by a nice quiet evening listening to Glenn Miller. You said you had all his records.” As he brushed past Valerie he said, “Still, even without ‘Moonlight Serenade’ the company’s fine. And I guess we’re safe down here. I wonder if bombs reach this deep?”
“A direct hit would. But otherwise not,” said Valerie. “The only casualties I’ve heard of were folk going in or out shelters. Once you are in you are as safe as you can be. We mostly get incendiary bombs in Lincoln, anyway. Just have to stay put till you hear the all clear. It’s never that long. Sometimes it’s cosier than you think down here. George had it made a slightly bigger size than the usual shelter, and had a light and real doors put in, too.
