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Four young boys are accused with robbery. one of them with murder, Hanging in Britain was still prevalent at that time. Can one of them escape the hangman's noose?'
Ruby White the petite honey blonde who works in a chemist shop spends her lunch break reading poetry in the local library. it is there that she meets Richard Llewellyn Shaw a writer and poet from Wales who has come to the North East to write a book. A relationship develops even though he is eight years her senior.
Then there is Jessie Longworth who has been saddled with looking after her father who is in the early stages of dementia. She is unable to cope with looking after her father, and her family and asks her brother Edward if he will take her father for a while. Joe Corder is an ex-dock worker. He worked hard all his life and gives his son his savings to help him start his own business. He meets Elizabeth who comes from a well to do family who all look down on Jessie and her father. She will not have him in her home.

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nylons she carefully pushed her painted toenails through the dark coloured stocking and worked them up her shapely legs and fastened them to the straps she checked in the mirror to make sure that they were in alignment before going in her wardrobe and taking out her red blouse. It had black buttons all the way down which would go with her black high heels and black clutch bag. She looked at her biscuit sized waist with the silver grey skirt on then put on her heels. Now she looked really tall and elegant.

“She wore some black beads around her neck before fixing her hair. Given that it was windy outside she elected to wear her hair up. The honey blonde hair colour made her blue eyes stand out. She applied some soft eyeliner with a pencil and the faintest hint of mascara on her eyelids. Then she applied the finishing touch, a blood red lipstick.

She heard her mother asking Richard in as she put on her cardigan and grabbed a clutch bag with the condoms she had bought at the chemist inside. Ruby took her purse and make up along with her as she walked smartly into the living room.

“Wow said Richard when he saw her; you look like a film star.’

“She looks all grown up said her mother.’

“I’ll try not to be late mam so don’t wait up; I have my keys.’

“Have a nice time the both of you.’

As Ruby stepped outside the curtains from the neighbouring houses all twitched. Ruby didn’t look; she waited until Richard opened the door for her before stepping inside.

Richard drove away and headed towards Crook.

“I’m really pleased you decided to come Ruby, I thought that you might change your mind.’

“I’ve been thinking about you all day. Mind you I’ve kept myself busy I’ve typed twenty pages today.’ Believe it or not I was up at five o’clock this morning. I went shooting then came home cleaned all the game I’d shot then prepared dinner. I did a little more writing before setting off to pick you up.’ How was your day?’

“Well today it’s been non stop in the chemists with customs coming from every where.’ There has been a queue out the door most of the morning; it was cold with the door open all the time mind you.’

“I went to the library at lunchtime as usual and I read one of your poems that I really like, It’s called “Dreaming”

“Oh yes that one; funny that because I like it too.’ Well I wrote it last year when I first came to North Shields.’

“Wait a minute, you told me that it was your first time that you’d been to North Shields last week.’ “Well that’s not strictly true he admitted, I wasn’t lying about going to the Fish Quay or anywhere else; I came to the library to do some research you see for the book I am writing now. There was this girl sitting near the window eating one sandwich and an apple. I was sitting on another table and this poem just came into my head.

“So you saw me last year.’

“Yes; I published the book of poems and then I decided to come back just to see if you were here. And when I saw you again you were more beautiful to me than I remembered. I couldn’t let you get away from me again. So that is why I came over.’ Luckily for me you were reading William Blake.’

“So this poem is about me?’

“Yes it is.’

“That’s really nice; I like how you perceive people from across a room; but I’m not beautiful.’

“You are to me both inside and out Ruby.’

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