No going BACK
Mandy Mason watched as the removal men picked up her piano and placed it carefully on the back of the van – the last of her precious belongings going to the new place. She still couldn’t think of it as her new home.
Today, on her 60th birthday, she’d leave her beloved cottage, where she and Ken had been so happy for the last 20 years. She swallowed hard.
‘You’ll see your grandsons more – they’re really excited you’ll only be a bus ride away,’ her daughter Natalie had enthused. ‘And you and Dad always said you’d love to live near the sea, so you’ll have your wish. Dad would be so happy for you.’
Yes, but it won’t be the same without him.
She didn’t want to seem ungrateful. Natalie meant well and had even found the bungalow for her mother online. She’d rung immediately after the agent had shown her round.
‘Mum, you can walk to the sea in 10 minutes. And it’s only five to the local shops. Oh, and you’ll