the fare. The tram carried on along Tynemouth Longsands They could see people hurrying along with their dogs or with children to find cover out of the rain.
By the time they had reached Tynemouth front street the rain had eased a little and the got off and Edward put up the brolly again. This time Muriel took his arm and they both walked along Huntington Road until they reached St Oswald’s Place and Edward stopped outside out the most beautiful cottage house.
Edward let himself in then called his sister Ellen to tell her that they had a guest.’
“Please take off your coat Muriel; I will hang it up for you.’ Muriel removed her coat in the passage that had pictures of various landmarks around the North East that Edward had visited. Ellen came to greet Muriel after being introduced by Edward.
“Come and sit by the fireside Muriel you must be cold. Ellen was a good looking woman but could have made more of herself. She had blonde hair that was tied back off her face. Her eyes were blue but seemed as though they had lost their sparkle. She dressed fairly plain for being such a good looking woman. Would you like a cup of tea Muriel asked Ellen who was curious to find out more about this young woman who her brother had brought back home. Edward had never brought any of his girlfriend’s home until now.
“So Muriel, how did you and Edward meet?’
“I was buying a book from a second hand book store in Tynemouth Market and Edward came behind me and near scared the life out of me.’
“I see, Edward is rather impulsive aren’t you dear.’
“Do you work Muriel?’
“Yes, I work for John Humphrey’s solicitors at law.
“Her boss is none other than Mr Alan Thompson.’
“Do you know Mr Thompson well Ellen?’
“Yes, actually Mr Thompson and I were in school together he lived in the same street as me as well.’
“Really; now there’s a coincidence isn’t it said Muriel hoping that her face didn’t show her guilt.’
I still see him occasionally; I will put in a good word for you.’
“There’s no need, really, I’m happy just you know; typing and filing.’
“You will never get on in this world if you don’t have friends in high places young lady.’
“Yes you are right of course.’
“Come Muriel, I will show you around the cottage.’
“It is beautiful here especially in the summer.’
It is really lovely here I can see why you like it here so much.’
“Where do you live then Muriel?’
“I live in a terrace house in the town centre of North Shields, no where near as nice as this place though.’
Emma showed her the master bedroom that had been painted a cream colour with coffee patterned coloured curtains, which match the duvet, four scatter cushions and pillowcases that had been hand made by Ellen.’ There was a nice cream rug upon the highly polished floor there was a fire place in his room and on the hearth there were photo’s of Edward with his sister playing on the beach together.’
“This is Edward’s room.’
My room is over here.