In My Father's House XIV - A Nice Quiet Companionable Time

Surprisingly enough I did feel better the following morning. I bounded out of bed and went to check on how Mustard was getting on in the garden room. I promised her a companion. I told her I was going to ask my father that very day, though I wasn’t sure how I was going to do it yet.

I found that I had an enormous appetite. Joe and Phoebe Pole were still with us in the morning, eating scrambled eggs. So I asked for scrambled egg too, with sausages and mushrooms. My father wasn’t down yet, I expect his bedroom had become his office as every other early morning.

On my empty cereal bowl was a letter for me from Mummy. There it sat, a pale blue airmail with her familiar rounded writing of my name, Miss J. Coleman, and No 55 Dyke Road Avenue, Brighton, Sussex on the envelope. ‘Aren’t you going to open it?’ Joe asked.’ Of course I am,’ I said. Still I waved it around and didn’t ..............

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