“I will need to go to the rent office and hand the keys in on Friday. Bye the way Dawn has asked us not to talk to the papers about her or her mother or they will drag her and us through the shit.’
“What do you take me for woman; I know when to keep my mouth shut.’
“We will be fairly well off now we don’t have rent to pay.’
Dawn says if we need anything we have only to ask.’
“We can’t keep taking off Dawn you know; I have some pride.’
It was the first time that Brian had used Dawns name and Alice smiled.
Dawn got back to the house then went to her room she changed her vest then went down stairs to tell her father what she’d done.
“That was lovely of you Dawn.’
“I bought you a gift too daddy, here; Dawn gave her father the wrapped present and he quickly opened it and saw the gold chain.
“Wow thank you said Jim as he got off his chair and kissed his daughter.
This one is for you Rosina said Dawn as she handed her another box from inside a pretty coloured bag.
“Per Mi (for me) said Rosina as took the present then kissed Dawn on both cheeks.
Rosina opened the box to see a pair of gold drop earrings with small diamonds in them. She looked in the mirror as she put them on.
Jim fixed the chain to his wrist and asked Rosina if she liked it.’
“Yes it is really nice do you like my earrings.’ she lifted her long black hair away from her ears to show them off.
“Very nice; you suit them said Jim.’
“What did you buy for yourself asked her father?’
“Nothing but it has been nice just to see the smiles on your faces.’
“I make you a special dinner tonight Dawn said Rosina.’ I make Shrimp Fettuccini Alfredo.’
Rosina set to work making the fresh pasta from dough.
We will be up stairs doing some work on Dawns first Album.
Gordon returned from Italy he opened the door to the house then quietly closed the door. It was funny but he could still smell his wife’s favourite perfume in the air as he unpacked his suit case and sorted out the washing. Mary Bean his cleaner had been in
and had done the washing along the housework; there was even a salad waiting for him in a Tupperware dish in the fridge. He fried himself some marinated chicken to go with it as he had not eaten on the flight back.
After he had cooked the chicken he then added it to the salad. He sat alone in the kitchen at the table. He looked at where his wife would normally sit as he opened a bottle of sauvignon from his white wine collection. He opened the important mail and disregarded the junk. The vast majority were bills one of them was to cover the cost of the funeral. Another was from the inland revenue.’ There was also another from the bank telling him that his wife’s monthly salary had gone in. He hadn’t even informed them of her death and made a note to go to the bank and close the account. Her car still stood on the drive way and he thought about selling it. The light blue Ford Anglia was less than a year old and he would still get a good price for it.
“He would have given it to Dawn had she been old enough.
He finished eating then took his wine up stairs and lay on the bed. The pillow cases and sheets and duvet had all been changed. He still felt a presence of his wife in the