to become a good pilot?â Sharon felt anger leaping over logic.
âNo. Itâs just her awkwardly uncivil way of saying she admires your flying ability.â Honeysuckle stood, put her hands on her hips, and leaned back with her eyes closed and her face to the sun. âCome on, Harry, youâve got to do your duty.â She winked at her husband.
Linda blushed.
Sharon thought, What was that wink all about?
Harry and Honeysuckle got up and walked into the house.
âWhatâs got your knickers in a knot?â Linda asked.
Sharon looked at her friend while cocking her head to one side.
Linda went to say something, stopped, and then said, âI know! Itâs me whoâs upset. Itâs just that my parents act as though Michael was never here. They seem to think that ignoring his disappearance will make everything all right!â She used a handkerchief tucked up her sleeve to wipe tears away.
Yes, it is strange .
âItâs that stiff upper lip! It makes me so furious! I canât pretend that everything is going to be okay!â Linda stood up.
Sharon followed as Linda walked down into the garden, along a stone path, and into a stand of trees. She stopped and stood with her hands holding her elbows. The sun dappled her head and shoulders. A breeze shifted light and shadow. Her red hair changed shades.
Sharon moved alongside her friend.
âMichael and I used to spend hours playing here among the trees. We felt safe here. Now it feels like nothing is safe anymore. Bloody Nazis!â Linda looked up into the branches of the trees. âThis oak tree was his favourite. He loved to climb it. Heâd try to get me to follow, but I never would.â
âHow come?â
âIâm afraid of heights.â Linda turned to face her. âIsnât that hysterical?â
âFlying is completely different, actually.â Sharon lifted her chin, tapped it with the back of her hand, and winked at Linda.
Lindaâs laughter was sharp and short. âCome along. Your grandmother will be here soon. She might walk into the house and catch my parents in flagrante delicto .â
What are you talking about? âWhat do you mean?â
âMaking the beast with two backs.â Linda looked flustered.
âSpeak English!â Sharon followed Linda back to the house.
They found Cornelia sitting at the table in the back garden. She stood as the two young women stepped into the open. âOh, good. I was afraid Iâd arrived at the wrong time.â
Sharon almost laughed out loud.
âNo, not really,â Linda said. âMy parents should be out momentarily.â
As she spoke, Honeysuckle stepped outside, followed by Harry, who carried a tray with tea and sandwiches. Both were smiling and looking a little flushed.
Within minutes, all were seated around the table with a cup of tea and a pyramid of sandwiches within reach.
âMarmaduke and his family are arriving next week for an extended visit.â Cornelia made no attempt to hide her excitement.
Honeysuckle sipped her tea before saying, âHow nice .â
To Sharonâs ears, Honeysuckleâs tone said that Marmadukeâs visit was very far from being nice.
Linda said, âYes, quite a few people from London are making extended visits to the countryside.â She stuffed a cucumber sandwich into her mouth as if hoping to stop herself from saying more.
Cornelia carried on as if she hadnât heard. âI havenât seen the grandchildren since last summer, when they stayed for a month.â
Sharon felt a pang of jealousy at the mention of cousins she had never known. Theyâre nothing to do with me .
âNothing like an imminent invasion to bring a family together,â Linda said.
Harry glared at her. âIt will be good for you to see the grandchildren.â
Cornelia touched Sharonâs hand. âI hope youâll be able to visit, so I can introduce them