When roads cross

Harry's dad is dead and now he lives with his three younger siblings and his mother in a little house in the suburbs of England.
The family is a worker-family and the story takes place in the 60's-70's.
Harry's life is without meaning and he has a hard time finding a job to support the family. That is until he meet the daughter of the richest man in town.
Two different social classes and families, which loathes one another, have their roads crossed and every prejudice get challenged and love must take the ultimate test.


1. ---- Prologue -----

Harry jumped out of bed. It was always cold in the mornings in the little house and he had a chill.  
Harry pulled the woolen blanket of his brother and went across the hall, opened the door and shouted at his two little sisters to get up. 
Then he jumped in his socks down the narrow stairs and into the kitchen. He made the water in the electric kettle boil and in a swing around himself, he pulled out the toastbread from the breadbin and dumped six slices of bread onto the flat toaster.
He turned on the radio and 'Twist and Shout' poured out. He grabbed the fresh eggs out of the fridge and in a wrench he cracked them on a pan. 

A few minutes later  all of his siblings were down the stairs. They looked sleepy while they buttered the smoking hot and crusty slices of bread. Harry lay a good layer of scrambled eggs on each of their plates. 
They looked at him with surprise and started digging in. 

"Ready for another totally crazy day at school?" Harry asked them full of joy and energy.
"No." They all answered.
"Since when did school become crazy?" His eldest sister mumbled.
"Fantastic! Let's go then." 
The three siblings looked wonderingly on eachother, but got up with the last bites of bread in their hands. 

They went out on the street and Harry picked up so much speed, that the others had to run to follow.
Leah panted and said:  "Bloody he… Will you just wait a second, we end up being way too early."
Harry sequestered himself and had to slow down. Instead he made little jumps and greeted the people he met. The oncomings looked weirdly on him and some raised hestantingly their hand. There was nothing that would be able to be put a stop to Harry's joy.



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