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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“Don’t forget you guys, Albert, Bob and you Laura are invited over to Toronto at Christmas.’

“We won’t said Laura who hugged him and then slipped the letter her mother had written unnoticed into his jacket pocket.

They got into the car and drove back home.

Buzz boarded his flight back to Canada after saying farewell to his son and his family. He promised to come over for a visit next summer. He found his seat then removed his jacket and was about to fold it up and store it away in the hand luggage compartment when he felt something in the pocket. He placed his hand inside and found the folded envelope with his name on it. He sat down and stared at the unopened letter.

He felt his wrist that held the gold chain that Laura had given him as a gift. It had three interwoven heart pendants on it. One had the name Timothy, one had her name and the last one Elizabeth engraved upon it.

Buzz smiled he reached inside of his jacket and took out a pair of spectacles

His eyesight had begun to fail him over the last few years and he had to go and get his eyes tested.

Taking the glasses out of the case he placed them over his face and they rested neatly on the bridge of his nose. The writing was unmistakably from Elizabeth. He slid his thumb inside the flap and peeled the envelope open.

 

 

 

My darling Buzz, if you are reading this letter you will know that I am now no longer in the land of the living. I am sorry that I cannot be with you. It was not for the want of trying. My heart was broken when I found out that your plane had been shot down and that you were presumed dead. It took me a very long time to come to terms that you would no longer be around. You know the life I had with my parents and through with the prospect of going back to that house with a fatherless child was an impossible task. I had to make a decision. One I have regretted ever since. It was the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. But I did it; I gave up our son Timothy. I hope you like the name it was my grandfather’s name. He treated me like a human being unlike my parents who rammed the bible down my throat from morning until night. I met Charlie Kinnear after the war, he was a nice man who thought the world of me and I know it was wrong but I married him to get away from the hell that I was living at home. I told Charlie when he proposed that I could never love him. But he said that it didn’t matter as long as I would marry him. Once we were married he hounded me to have a child with him so I relented; I felt that I owed him that. After Laura was born the feelings I had for you would not go away. Charlie and I slept in separate rooms but stayed together because I was a catholic and would be excommunicated from the church, they do not grant divorces especially where children are involved. It was when I received the letter from your commanding officer that I knew I had done wrong. I felt so guilty keeping the birth of my son from everyone. I have lived with that guilt ever since.

Then Timothy sought me out he was about twenty years old and was the image of you only taller.’ We talked for over four hours and I told not to contact me again because my husband didn’t know that I’d had a child before I met him. 

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