The Family. Kay Brellend

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      ‘Where you off to?’ her mother demanded.

      ‘Just out,’ Faye said in exasperation. ‘Can’t stay cooped up in this dump all the time.’

      ‘You only just finished work,’ Edie pointed out.

      ‘So?’ Faye made an impatient gesture. ‘If you must know, I said I’d meet Marge and we’d take a stroll just for something to do,’ she lied. Marge, the young widow who helped out at the bakery on Wednesdays and Saturdays, was about ten years older than she was, and had lost her husband in the Great War, but they’d struck up a bit of a friendship. After all, they had something in common in that they’d both had enough of Mr Travis’s sweaty hands on them.

      Adam started to grizzle and immediately drew Jimmy’s surly attention. ‘Gawd’s sake, let her take him off out. The kid never stops whining.’

      Once down the stairs Faye set Adam on the ground and his mood seemed improved by the sunshine. She glanced down at the house where Matilda Keiver lived and drew in a deep breath, plucking up the courage to go and find her.

      She’d moved no more than a yard or two when she realised she might not need to approach Matilda to get the information she needed. Her daughter, Alice, was just coming out of her house and was starting up the road towards her, leading a little girl by the hand.

      Faye took a quick look up at her window. She didn’t want her mother or Jimmy seeing her talking to any of the Keivers; she’d be interrogated for days over what had been said. She set off briskly round the corner into Paddington Street and loitered there, feeling nervous. As Alice drew level she made her way towards her.

      ‘Sorry to bother you, I’m just wondering if you could tell me where your cousin Robert lives.’

      Alice looked at Faye and then at the blond child who was sucking his thumb. A moment later her daughter Lilian took one of his hands and began to swing it, making him laugh.

      ‘Why do you want him?’ Alice replied, trying not to sound suspicious. She knew this pretty young woman was Jimmy’s stepdaughter, and she knew her uncle wasn’t above sending somebody else out to do his dirty work.

      ‘It’s nothing to do with Jimmy, or my mum,’ Faye said sharply, guessing what was running through her mind. ‘It’s just …’ She moistened her lips. She knew nothing about Alice, but instinctively, from the first moment she’d spotted her laughing in Robert’s car, she’d decided that she looked the sort of person you’d want as a friend. ‘Your cousin gave me a bit of money … a loan. I want to give it back.’

      Alice could tell from her uneasiness that it had taken courage for Faye Greaves to stop her and ask how to find Robert. Her cousin was popular with the girls; all the family were aware of that. By anybody’s standards, Rob had done all right for himself, and ambitious women shamelessly chased him because of it.

      Faye could tell Alice assumed she was after her wealthy cousin to wheedle for more not pay anything back. Swallowing the lump of indignation that closed her throat, she pulled the banknote out of her blouse and thrust it at Alice.

      ‘Give him this, will you.’

      ‘Give it to him yourself,’ Alice returned, but not unkindly. She smiled at the little boy who was skipping on and off the pavement with her daughter. ‘What’s his name?’

      ‘Adam.’

      ‘How old?’

      ‘Two ’n’ a bit.’ Another brusque answer.

      ‘Do you want me to write the address down?’

      ‘I can remember it, thanks,’ Faye said gruffly. Having achieved what she’d set out to do, she scooped Adam up, soothing him as he tried to wriggle free to continue his game with Lilian. Having mumbled a goodbye, Faye carried on down Paddington Street, Adam squirming in her arms.

      It was a good walk to Tufnell Park. Faye didn’t yet know this North London territory well and twice had to stop and ask for directions after taking a wrong turning. Little Adam was flagging before they’d made halfway. But she urged him on, lifting him when necessary. Finally she was glad to see a street name high up on a wall that told her she’d arrived at her destination. She stared along the neat row of houses in wonderment. She had no doubt that she was in a good area. A similar neighbourhood to this existed in Dartford. It had been some distance from the decaying turning that she and her family had inhabited, just as this place was a safe distance from Campbell Road.

      Her thoughts were interrupted by a smartly dressed couple who descended the steps of one of the villas and sedately sauntered by, arm in arm. Adam was whimpering again so Faye swung him once more into her arms and walked to the end of the street. She looked up at a large house set on its own. Her mouth felt arid and for two pins she’d have turned right around and gone back the way she’d come. Robert Wild lived in the best house in the road. She realised he wouldn’t believe, any more than had his cousin Alice, that she really wanted to return his money. Hadn’t she already learned from his sarcasm that he doubted she’d willingly give up her treasure? The driveway at the side of the house was empty. He was out in his car. She knew it was cowardly to be glad she’d missed him, nevertheless she was feeling relieved.

      Adam had wriggled his hand free of hers and darted forward to chase a cat that had been languidly stretching against warm stone. It rose and stalked off towards a green iron gate, then slipped beneath, thwarting the toddler’s attempt to grab its tail and drag it back.

      Faye scooped him up, but he stiffened in temper. Soon he was howling loud enough to make a curtain next door twitch, so she dropped him back on his feet and quickly sped up the steps with the intention of posting the five-pound note through the letterbox. He’d know where it had come from. She’d reached the top and her hand was reaching towards a brass letter plate when the sound of a car approaching made her turn. As the vehicle headed towards her, she met his eyes through the windscreen. There was no way she’d make it to the bottom step, let alone escape before he got out.

      ‘I’ve brought you this,’ Faye blurted, descending a step. She hurried down the rest, one hand outstretched. When he simply looked at her offering, she put it down on the warm bonnet of the car.

      ‘Decided to stay put with Jimmy, have you?’ he asked in that acerbic way he had. His eyes slew to the child as Adam clung to her legs and mewed.

      ‘He’s tired. It was a long walk.’

      ‘Have you given up your plan to get away from them?’

      Faye vigorously shook her head in answer. ‘I shouldn’t have brought him. It wasn’t fair, expecting him to walk so far.’

      ‘You’ll need that then.’ Robert picked up the cash and held it out.

      Adam snatched it, scrunching it in his little fist.

      ‘Smart kid,’ Robert observed with a soundless laugh. His eyes narrowed on her as he noticed she looked to be on the point of crying. ‘Are you going to come in for a minute?’

      She shook her head, stroking Adam’s face to soothe his whimpering while simultaneously trying to prise open his fingers to rescue the money before it got torn.

      ‘Do you want a drink?’

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