When Jack returned with her brothers they could smell the broth as they walked down the passage.
Jack was the first to see the baby which was lying in the crib.
“Whose bairn you looking after Janice said her father as he looked in the crib?
“He’s mine dad and he’s called Jackie after you.”
“What! His face changed and the anger rose in his voice; who did this to you; I’m ganna’ kill the bastard. Aye we are al’ ganna kill the bastard said her brothers.’
“It’s no good you going causing trouble what is done is done and I will take care of this. It is my problem and I got in this mess and I will get out of it Da’ don’t worry.’
She reverted back to the pitmatic Northumbrian accent of her hometown.
Her father sat down after taking off his cap and placing his jacket over the back of the chair in the scullery.
The water should be hot if you lads want to wash up; I want to speak with my Da’ alone.
The lads all went outside in the back yard to wash up whilst Janice explained to her father what had happened.
“What are you gonna do then lass?
“I will bring up my son myself; I don’t need his help Da’ I will take in washing or something that will bring in enough money don’t worry.
“What ever happens, George Barrett will regret what he did to me.’
The brothers sat down at the table whilst Janice served them the broth; she took the bread knife and cut the bread into doorsteps then passed it around.
“Sit doon lass you look worn out.”
“I’m going to feed Jackie in a minute Da’ he eats like you lot.’
“Let’s have a look at the little lad then asked her brothers.
Janice went to the crib and took hold of her son then passed him to George.”
“Welcome to the family wor Jackie.
Jackie gurgled then reached out for the spoon that George was feeding himself with.
Aye he’s definitely one of us isn’t he said Jim as he leant over to have a look at his new nephew.
“Don’t worry Jan, the lad will want for nowt, we will all help you out wont we.”
“Aye voiced her brothers.”
“We are goin’ down the pub later aren’t we Da’ we have a meetin’ down there.
“Do we asked his father?
“Yes you know union business; he winked when Janice wasn’t lookin’
“Aye,’ I forgot about that.”
“Well don’t be rollin’ in drunk do you hear or you will wake little Jackie up.