12a Archdeacon StreetChapter 14 Unplanned Families
"I dropped Sally off at school. She's got classes this afternoon." Delia twisted the control knob of the washing machine. Water began to gurgle. "Good of you to look after her. And thanks for bringing all her washing round. Her jeans and stuff." Russ looked at her. Delia's face was blank. "I'd have expected a phone call from her. She is my younger daughter, after all." "She couldn't call you from 1928." "They had phones in 1928." "Yes, but..." She turned round, grinning...