Maggie Sullivan - Snow on the Cobbles

Hilda hesitated before asking. ‘Was Joe your young man?’

Lizzie nodded.

‘You mean you was stepping out?’

‘More than that. We were going to get married.’

‘What happened to him?’ Hilda said. ‘If you don’t mind me asking.’

‘He was a pilot …’ Lizzie took a deep breath. ‘He – he got shot down. And I’ll never find anyone like Joe; he was very, very special.’ Lizzie’s voice suddenly cracked.

‘Oh, gosh! I’m sorry,’ Hilda said. She stopped walking and turned to give Lizzie a sudden hug. ‘I had no idea. But I’m sure you’ll find someone else.’

Lizzie clung to her for a moment. ‘No, I shan’t,’ she whispered.

‘How can you be so certain?’ Hilda asked, pulling away.

‘Because I shan’t be looking,’ Lizzie said resolutely and she wiped her face with her handkerchief trying to wipe away the sudden smiling image of Steve Carter that flashed in front of her eyes.

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