The Girl From The Savoy. Hazel Gaynor

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       Prologue

       Lancashire, England

       March 1916

      In my heart, I always knew he would go; that they would all go, in the end. Now the dreaded day has arrived. Teddy is going to war and there is nothing I can do to prevent it.

      Everything is a blur. I don’t remember eating breakfast. I don’t remember laying the fires or doing any of my usual chores. I don’t remember hanging up my apron or putting on my coat and hat. СКАЧАТЬ