If I polish this bar anymore I will be able to see my face in it but anything to keep me from going upstairs to see Mam, she isn't having a good day today she's in a lot of pain, this puts pressure on Dad and then Dad takes it out on me. He wasn't made for this being a carer. Mum had always looked after him so this was a complete shock, he barely knew how to look after himself never mind run the pub and take care of the house, that's where I came in to cook and to clean and do everything that he couldn't.
I just felt sometimes though that my life was being taken away from me, everyone was talking about what was to come, I tried pushing it to the back of my mind the thought of us being at war and all that could happen because of it was so frightening.
I had dreams things I wanted to do and see, the biggest of all was to have a little house nothing fancy mind you know just cosy, to have a hubby and a couple of kids that wasn't much to ask surely for a girl of my age. I didn't want to stay with Mam and Dad the rest of my life as awful as that sounded I needed something more but how could I leave Mam she was so ill
But my dreams meant very little to Dad there was only one person who really understood them, who let me think that they were possible, who made me think that I could reach the stars if I really wanted to and that was Jimmy...............My Jimmy
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I'll Be Seeing You
FanfictionIt's 1939 Phoebe O'Connell is a young barmaid working in London's east end for her Father Eric he's a strict father keeping Phoebe on a tight leash reminding her they have a business to run and her sick mother to look after, but Phoebe has a secret...