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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“Did you get much writing done to day asked Ruby?’

“No not really; I did do a bit of editing and that was all I’m afraid.’

“Too much on your mind Richard asked Betty curiously?’

“Not really Betty; I get days when I cannot stop writing and then others when I struggle to write a single page. I have three months to finish this one before it goes to print.’

“Will you finish it?’

“Yes, I know what I must do so I will crack on with it next week.’

“Of course they may suggest changes and I will have to bend to their will if I think they are right.’ Some writers use ten sentences when only two are required.’

A lot of writers will use a page to say that sun was a golden yellow and that the trees were green and that the sky was blue. Instead of just saying it was a lovely summer’s day and the trees were in full blossom.

“I see what you mean said Ruby.’

Richard found a roadside café and pulled in for a rest. Ruby went to order tea and a sandwich for Richard as he went to the toilet to relieve himself. Richard splashed some cold water on his face which seemed to revive him somewhat. He dried himself on some paper towels then looked around the café for Ruby and her mother. They were sitting near the window in the corner. It was now eleven o’clock and they still had a fair drive before they got to Wales. Betty sat reading an old newspaper as Ruby and Richard chatted.

“It seems an awfully long way to go just for at couple of nights Richard.’

“It does I know, but my mother was so insistent that I bring you to meet her. She is so excited to meet you.’ I’ve never brought a girl home ever you see; my mother being my mother has told the whole neighbourhood about you.

“I see.’

My brother Gareth hasn’t even brought a girl home ever so you are honoured.’

How old is Gareth?’

“He is about the same age as you I think.’

“He works down the pit with my father.’

“How come you never went to work down the pit?’

“I was the lucky one, my teacher wrote to my parents telling them how talented I was as a writer.’

“I won a scholarship and it was my mother who pushed my father into letting me go to Durham.’ Richard poured out the tea then added milk and sugar. He took a sip from the white café mug then set it down again.

“Your mother must have a strong influence in your family said Betty.’

“My father will tell you that my mother is the life blood of our family.’

A lorry pulled in at the café and the driver jumped down from the cabin then entered the café. He ordered a meal and a cup of tea then nodded in their direction as he sat down.

“Going far then asked the driver of the lorry as he sat down.’

“Yes,’ we’ve come from Newcastle and are on our way to Wales.’

“Still a fair old way to go yet then?’

“Yes, it will be around 2 a.m. before we get there I reckon.’

“Are you taking the Strensham interchange?’

“Yes, has there been an accident?

“No not tonight but please drive carefully; there is some sharp bends and it is fairly dark down there.’

“Thank you for the warning.’

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