They bought a second hand brown leather sofa and two chairs for ten guineas from Featenby’s.
They sat together listening to the radio and said how quiet the house was without their son in it.’
“Is this how it is going to be once Tom gets himself wed asked Agnes?’
“Yes but it will only be for a while love, soon there will be the patter of little feet running around.’
“I cannot imagine being a grandmother.’
“Well you will all too soon.’
Have you been over to see how Sarah White is Love?’
“No not today.’ I have something to take over for her though.’
“Good she likes a bit of company you know.’
“I have made some pan haggerty; I will take some over and sit with her for and hour.’
That wooden chair hurts my legs after a while though George.’
I could bring her over if you like said George.’
“Would you George, it would be more comfortable.’
“You could go to the welfare office and ask if they can supply her with a wheelchair so she could get around better.’
“I’ll go in the morning George.’
George put on his cap and jacket and crossed the road to Sarah’s house.’
He banged on the door then waited; he knew that it would take her a while to answer.
After he got no reply he reached inside her letterbox and pulled the key through and opened the door.
There was a strange odour in the house as he walked down the passage calling out her name.
He saw her sitting in the rocking chair and said “Come on Sarah wor lass has a nice pan of… George stopped in his tracks as he gazed down at Ms Sarah White; she was dead. Her eyes stared vacantly into space and her bowels had voided. No wonder there was a smell about the room. She must have had a stroke because the left hand side of her face had collapsed giving her a sinister looking grin. On closer inspection Sarah’s left eye had also dropped slightly.
“Oh you poor woman said George out loud; no one should die alone the way you did.’
“George came out of the house and a tear rolled down his cheek. The woman who had been so kind to him as a child was dead.
“He entered his own house and walked in then broke the news to his wife.’
“What are we going to do George?’
“Firstly we have to call the police; then I will phone an ambulance.’
“It’s a bit late for an ambulance George.’
“They will have to take her body to the hospital and do a post mortem.’
George told his wife that he wouldn’t be long.
He walked up the street to the corner then crossed over the road and went into the red phone box.
Picking up the black receiver he dialled 999.
“Hello what service do you require said a voice?’
“Police please said George as he waited to be put through.’
“Desk sergeant Burns here how can I help.’
“I, I would like to; his voice began to tremble as he told the officer what he had discovered.’
“The sergeant took down his name and the address and told him to go back to the house but not to touch the body or anything else.’