NOBODY’S CHILD

"Nobody's Child" Cassie is an eleven year old girl who has been in a children's home since she was four years old. Very bright, Cassie excels in most subjects and can play Brahms and Mozart on the piano at the age of only six. Because of her age nobody wants to adopt her. Mrs Cummings the manager of Auton House is a wicked woman who treats Cassie and the rest in her charge badly and beats her with regularity. One day she is sent to clean out the toilet and bathroom and Mrs Cummings comes along to inspect them. Running a white glove over everything and looking for dirt. When she doesn't find any she then reaches up on the door - Cassie is only three feet six inches tall and was unable to reach up to the top of the door and Mrs Cummings sets about her with a cane. She beats her so badly that Cassie runs at her forcing her back where she hits her head on a wash basin. Cassie in her panic rushes out and runs away.- It is there that she meets Don a ex docker who takes pity on the girl - rea

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away about some pop star called David Cassidy who starred in the Partridge family a children’s television programme. The bus passed the Northumberland Arms and then the East End Club before coming to a stop outside the Rose Hill Club; Don had been in the club with friends from work where he played a game of snooker and had a few pints of Carling Black Label. His normal days off were Thursday and Friday. He was forced to work each weekend for three weeks where they worked a rota system. He was due his weekend off so he was going to plan something.’

Don still felt guilty about lying to Linda he was going to have to tell her sooner rather than later. The longer he left it the harder it would be to tell her. He had to stop digging himself a bigger hole with all the lies. He was worried that she would hate him for lying to her in the first place.

The bus went down the Rose Hill bank then up Church Bank and stopped outside of the New Winning pub. They walked back a ways to the zebra crossing in the distance was St Peters Church and the oldest school in the borough.

St Peters Middle school was built in 1839 and he had gone there as a pupil. He had also attended Burnside school fifteen years earlier as well. They crossed the road and walked through the school gates then turned left where the small yard was used by the car boot sellers. They were busy setting up as Don walked around each stall looking to see if there was something that he could restore and sell.

Some stalls sold a lot of books and Cassie and Emily asked if they could go look at them. Here there’s a pound each. Spend it wisely and don’t settle for the price that they offer you; bring them down a few bob first and you will get a lot more for your money.’

The girls ran over to the book stall and were looking through them. Don got his eye on an old set of woodwork tools. They came in a wooden box and the man wanted five pounds for them.

“Would you take £3.00 for them asked Don?’

“That’s giving them away.’

“Well you either picked them up out of a skip of some house clearance so £3.00 is more than what you think they are worth.

Someone will buy them off me for a fiver I tell you.’

Alright but if I come back and you haven’t sold them I want them for two quid.’

“Your on said the man behind the table confidently.’ There was an ottoman and six dining chairs going for two pounds each but he had no transport. Don knew that he could do them up and flog them for ten times what they were asking here if he could only get them to his house.

Good morning said Don to the woman behind her table I was looking at your ottoman and those chairs there.’

“Would you like to buy them?’

“Yes I would, but I have a bit of a problem.’

“What is that then?’

“Well the truth is I have no transport to get them to my house.’

“Where do you live?’

“I live in Armstrong Road Willington Quay.’

“Well I live in east Howdon I can drop them off for you.’

“Would you I mean I will pay you a bit extra.’

“It’s on my way don’t worry about it; just tell me where you live and I’ll drop them off.’

“Thank you you’re too kind.’ Don paid her for the ottoman and the chairs which looked like they were more suited for firewood to her. 

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