The House Across The Road

This is a true story about a strange old looking woman who lives on her own in North Shields- she befriends a disabled young boy.

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It was dark outside when we came in, we headed to the kitchen where we all drank a cup of water before going into the living room and stretched out onto the floor to watch television,

After an hour we were all yawning so my mother told us to go to bed.

We all washed and put on one of my fathers old shirts. They were miles to big for us but we used them as pyjamas before getting into our bunk beds. We talked for a while before tiredness got the better of us and we drifted off to sleep.

 

My friendship with Lillian lasted for many years and I continued to get her shopping even when I started work but would not take money from her as I told her I was earning now even though it was only seven pounds as a fish filleter and my mother took six pounds for my keep I was happy to run her errands until one day when I called in to find that she didn’t answer the door.

 

Later I discovered that Lillian had taken ill and was in hospital. I went to see her where she told me that the social services were taking her to an old folk’s home that hat been newly built on the estate.

After several weeks in the hospital she went to her new home where they had moved her furniture whilst she was ill.

On a Saturday I continued to visit her but I could see her health was failing.

Seven months after moving Lillian Matthews died.

Little did I know that she was a wealthy woman who had been a school teacher and had saved thousands of pounds?

She also had an estranged son who she had had out of wedlock.

Now I knew why she had locked herself away in her own little world.

She left me a letter explaining everything and also in the envelope was a hundred pounds. She thanked me for doing her shopping for her over the years and for being a friend when she needed one.

I had never had that that kind of money before in my life so I immediately opened my first bank account.

Now I had a good start in life and continued to save.

I never forgot the house across the road or the eccentric old lady who lived there. 

 

 

 

                                                       The End

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