An unexpected LESSON
SHE’D MOVED TO HELP OUT WITH THE GRANDCHILDREN, BUT SHE JUST FELT IN THE WAY
June looked up at the imposing red-brick building across the street and thought, ‘Why did I let Peter talk me into this?’ She hadn’t sold her cottage in Dorset and uprooted her life, only to end up back at school. The whole thing was a dreadful mistake – not only the class, but coming to London.
She d moved to be near her son and to help out with the grandchildren, but she just felt in the way. Peter and his wife Sylvie were busy and stressed, often breaking off conversation as she came into the room. The children barely acknowledged her.
Even the cat seemed cross that she’d usurped his favourite spot on the spare bed, hissing and scratching when she tried to cuddle him.
Her grandchildren were not the barefoot imps who’d once gleefully scampered over rocks with her, hunting crabs and sea anemones.
