LIKE MOTHER LIKE SON

The story focuses on three families. The Kinnear's, The Millsap's, and the Owen's. All different. They live very different lifestyles. Albert Kinnear the Librarian, who's parents came from Swindon but live in Pinetree Gardens, his father Jack is an engineer. He is a keen gardener and Pigeon fancier. Albert meets the daughter of Charlie and Elizabeth Millsap. They live on Kenton Road, in a bought property. He also is a pigeon man who has wangled his way into a chairman's job. he is a welder down the docks. No one is good enough for their daughter and they resent the relationship between Laura and Albert. Then there is William Owen(Willick) a roofing builder who lives in Cedarwood Avenue with two son's and a daughter. Alan is a jack the lad; he will sleep with any woman given the chance. Harry the youngest is a joiner and the brains in the family. Evelyn his daughter is twenty five and her father is pushing her to meet a man and get married so he can have grandchildren.

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He pulled her on top of him and began to kiss her. He eased her out of her uniform until she was naked. Softly they made love on the rubbing bench.

When it was over Betty put her uniform back on and left the way she had come in.’

It wasn’t the first time Hector had made love to her and she thought it would not be the last either.

She never complained as Hector paid her well. She was bringing up a four year son called Nathaniel on her own and needed the job. Nat was the result of a one night stand. She told Devero Martin that she was expecting his child one night after they had made love in his truck. “All he said was “so what.” Her mother was forced to look after her son whilst she was at work. She was required twice daily to rub the boxing champion down. For that she made nearly two hundred dollars a week. Devero Martin skipped town shortly after Natt was born and she hadn’t seen him since. She did not love him but just wanted him to recognise that he had a son.

The twenty two year old made her way across town in a second hand Toyota. Betty lived with her Mother Latoya Richards in a house on Jackson Street in San Jose. She never knew her father, all her mother told her was that he was called Bibby Richards and that she had met him whilst working on a farm picking cotton. He was a heavy drinker and abused her when he was drunk. They were only married for three years when Betty was born. Latoya fled the house with young Betty and got on a bus to San Jose where she found work as a short order cook in a drive in restaurant. Latoya worked there for eleven years and put Betty through high school and college where she graduated and went on to become a masseur. Her mother took ill about two years ago and hadn’t been able to work since. Betty was now the main bread winner in the house. She made sure the rent was paid and all the bills. They managed to save a little money each month that would help to get Nat through college when the time came.

She drove through the town stopping off at the drug store and bought some medication for her mother then went to the mini- mart to buy some food she spent $60 dollars then pushed the trolley to the car and filled up the trunk before driving up the street to her house.

“Hey Mamma, are you okay?’

No I’m not I’ve had nothing but crying from that boy all afternoon.’

“Has he got a temperature, he may be coming down with something.’

“I dunno do I.’

Betty went to Nat’s room where she saw that he’d fallen asleep.’

“She felt his brow then checked him for any signs of a rash.’ His skin felt clammy so she opened the window of his room to let some air in. The air con’ had broken and she had asked the landlord to come and fix it. Closing the door she let Nat sleep.  Betty unpacked the shopping she’d bought when her mother asked.

“Did you get my medication, my back is killing me.’

“Yes Mamma.’

“Good because I haven’t got any more left, I took the last this morning.’ I should have sued that café owner when I slipped on the oil they used to do the fries.’ My damn back has never been the same since.

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