Section 77 makes all the right moves
She met them all at the door. Dressed casually in a white tunic top, fashionable jeans and sparkly court shoes, her hair was braided tightly against her scalp in an attractive pattern and the extended strands fell freely at the back from a black and silver hairband. Vernon could see that Pippa at least was moved.
The food smelled good. Roast Lamb, roast potatoes, Yorkshire puddings, carrots and peas. He poured the children lemonade and they went out onto the decking just beyond the kitchen. The weather was fine and warm, for which Vernon was thankful and they sat on the garden chairs in the sun.
“Can we go and play football on the green soon? Daniel said.
“Sure, soon,” said Vernon marvelling at the capacity of the young to diminish any sense of occasion.
“Do you play for the school?” Nsansa asked Daniel, “I never played football, rounders was my school sport, but I like West Ham football team.”
“Mmm. I play for the school team, but they’re always putting new kids in the team so we usually lose. My uncle supports West Ham. I don’t.”
Nsansa had made a good start.
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