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her and Janie.
‘I don’t reckon much to Frank’s wife, ‘she whispered.
‘What’ya on about? She’s a bloody smasher. Come on, shuddup now and give us a kiss.’
He turned to face her, his sexual abilities unaffected by his ability to down alcohol. Joe’s urges were the last thing on Florrie’s mind but one thing that Hettie had told her stuck in her mind...
When you get wed Florrie, never refuse your husband even if you don’t feel like bothering with him. It’s a cruel thing to do to a fella and it’ll be your own fault if he goes looking somewhere else for what he’s not getting at home.
With that in mind, she tried her best not to imagine what was going on downstairs in that hot cosy air-raid shelter and rolled over into Joe’s arms.
The next morning she asked if he’d noticed how Janie had constantly belittled Frank, how she’d made references to his best friend Bob, who was supposedly keeping an eye on her while he was away.
Joe couldn’t imagine what she was getting at. He reckoned Janie was a smart-looking little tart and Frank was bloody lucky to have her.
Hell-fire, one look at her would knock any fella bow-legged. No wonder he wanted somebody to look after her when he was away - he wouldn’t have minded keeping an eye on her himself.
He told Florrie she’d better stop worrying about Frank and mind her own business but with the amount of time Frank and the boys spent in her home over the coming months that was easier said than done.
She sensed that something seemed to be going on between her and Frank, and she knew in her heart it wouldn't be long before something happened.
CHAPTER NINE
‘Hey, Florrie, where are ya?’ Joe was clearly agitated. ‘I’ve just been talking to some of the lads downtown…’ he paused for breath, ‘they’re moving out Florrie… it looks like the balloon’s gone up.’
‘Moving out? All of them?’She stared in disbelief.
‘Yeah, it’s all of ‘em that’s going.’
‘Where to?’
‘Nay they’re not gonna tell ‘em that till they are well on their way or Jerry’ll be waiting for ‘em. Frank reckons it’ll be a long time afore any of ‘em see us again… that’s if they ever do see us again. Anyway, they’ll not have time to come round here afore they leave.’ His pessimistic view of the unfolding drama was coupled with a personal pride in his friends off to do daring deeds.
‘I went as white as a sheet when I heard about it… I tell you Florrie, it damned near broke me heart wishing ‘em luck there and then, right in the middle of Jubilee Street…’
He cleared his throat and wiped his eyes, ‘I’m buggering off down town again but I’ll not be long.’
Shaking from head to foot, Florrie slumped on to the couch. She lost all track of time so it could have been moments, or hours later when she heard the front door banging shut and then the door to the kitchen opening and softly closing. She raised her head and there he was, Frank.
Taking her hands in his he drew her to her feet, ‘I’ve come to say goodbye, Florrie.' His voice was thick and strangled,
She offered her cheek not trusting herself to look at him. He cupped her face in his hands, gently forcing her to meet his eyes filled with the yearning he could no longer hide..
‘I want to say goodbye properly Florrie.’
Florrie feared she would faint. She was breathing too quickly but as she parted her lips to gulp more air his mouth softly brushed them.
She didn’t resist, after all wasn’t this what she had longed for night after night as she had lain in Joe’s arms? She moved closer, her arms sliding up around his neck, clutching him to her as if she would never let him go.
Desperately they clung together, his lips finding hers effortlessly again and again, each time more passionately. The soft sounds of
‘I don’t reckon much to Frank’s wife, ‘she whispered.
‘What’ya on about? She’s a bloody smasher. Come on, shuddup now and give us a kiss.’
He turned to face her, his sexual abilities unaffected by his ability to down alcohol. Joe’s urges were the last thing on Florrie’s mind but one thing that Hettie had told her stuck in her mind...
When you get wed Florrie, never refuse your husband even if you don’t feel like bothering with him. It’s a cruel thing to do to a fella and it’ll be your own fault if he goes looking somewhere else for what he’s not getting at home.
With that in mind, she tried her best not to imagine what was going on downstairs in that hot cosy air-raid shelter and rolled over into Joe’s arms.
The next morning she asked if he’d noticed how Janie had constantly belittled Frank, how she’d made references to his best friend Bob, who was supposedly keeping an eye on her while he was away.
Joe couldn’t imagine what she was getting at. He reckoned Janie was a smart-looking little tart and Frank was bloody lucky to have her.
Hell-fire, one look at her would knock any fella bow-legged. No wonder he wanted somebody to look after her when he was away - he wouldn’t have minded keeping an eye on her himself.
He told Florrie she’d better stop worrying about Frank and mind her own business but with the amount of time Frank and the boys spent in her home over the coming months that was easier said than done.
She sensed that something seemed to be going on between her and Frank, and she knew in her heart it wouldn't be long before something happened.
CHAPTER NINE
‘Hey, Florrie, where are ya?’ Joe was clearly agitated. ‘I’ve just been talking to some of the lads downtown…’ he paused for breath, ‘they’re moving out Florrie… it looks like the balloon’s gone up.’
‘Moving out? All of them?’She stared in disbelief.
‘Yeah, it’s all of ‘em that’s going.’
‘Where to?’
‘Nay they’re not gonna tell ‘em that till they are well on their way or Jerry’ll be waiting for ‘em. Frank reckons it’ll be a long time afore any of ‘em see us again… that’s if they ever do see us again. Anyway, they’ll not have time to come round here afore they leave.’ His pessimistic view of the unfolding drama was coupled with a personal pride in his friends off to do daring deeds.
‘I went as white as a sheet when I heard about it… I tell you Florrie, it damned near broke me heart wishing ‘em luck there and then, right in the middle of Jubilee Street…’
He cleared his throat and wiped his eyes, ‘I’m buggering off down town again but I’ll not be long.’
Shaking from head to foot, Florrie slumped on to the couch. She lost all track of time so it could have been moments, or hours later when she heard the front door banging shut and then the door to the kitchen opening and softly closing. She raised her head and there he was, Frank.
Taking her hands in his he drew her to her feet, ‘I’ve come to say goodbye, Florrie.' His voice was thick and strangled,
She offered her cheek not trusting herself to look at him. He cupped her face in his hands, gently forcing her to meet his eyes filled with the yearning he could no longer hide..
‘I want to say goodbye properly Florrie.’
Florrie feared she would faint. She was breathing too quickly but as she parted her lips to gulp more air his mouth softly brushed them.
She didn’t resist, after all wasn’t this what she had longed for night after night as she had lain in Joe’s arms? She moved closer, her arms sliding up around his neck, clutching him to her as if she would never let him go.
Desperately they clung together, his lips finding hers effortlessly again and again, each time more passionately. The soft sounds of
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