Forever in my Heart

A story of young love when the daughter of a priest and black south African woman falls for a young lad from North Shields. Will their relationship survive the racial prejudice.


8. 8

Joe came in and told his mother and father where he had been and how he’d given Ayesha’s parent some vegetables and salad from the allotment.

“Its okay son you know you can take whatever you like from the garden; after all you do help me.”

Have you eaten anything Joe?

“No but Mrs Williams makes some great lemonade.”

“You will have to ask her for the recipe the next time that you see her.

“I will mam.”

“Are you hungry son? I made some beef casserole if you want some.”

“Yes please mam.”

Joe’s mother filled a plate then took out a fresh crusty loaf she had made that afternoon.

Joe cut himself a big chunk of bread and began mopping the thick beef gravy with it.

“Is it alright if I watch some television later mam?

“Have you finished your homework?

“I’ve got one page to do mam; I will be finished it by six thirty.”

“Alright then but I want you in bed by ten okay?

“Alright I will be.”

Joe took out his exercise books and the English essay he had to finish.

When it was done he placed it back into the haversack and fastened it. The front was painted white with a black circle with a ban the bomb slogan inside. He hung the haversack on the coat rail in the passage way.

He turned on the television and watched opportunity knocks with Hughie Green then the Avengers with Patrick McNee and Diana Rigg.

Joe did as his mother had told him and went to bed after the programme was finished.


The next morning Joe grabbed a piece of toast and marmalade before taking his haversack and rushing out of the house and running up the road. He looked inside the yard whilst he finished the slice of toast and caught sight of Ayesha. He shouted and she saw him and came running over.

“Hi Joe,

Hi, do you think your mam would let you come to the pictures with me tonight?

“I will ask her when I get in. What time?

“The first film starts at seven o’clock so we have to be there at six thirty; we should be out by ten thirty but we don’t have school tomorrow so I will bring you home by eleven.

“Can I call you Joe?

Joe tore some paper from the cover of his exercise book wrote down his number and passed it through the iron railings.

“I’ve got to run, speak to you later,”




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