Daisie Black: 2 books

She unlocked the crate and looked inside, on top of the crate were letters that lay neatly folded and lovingly bound in silk ribbon. The fine handwriting which reminded her of being at school practising day after day to continuous double handwriting with an ink pen; of which she never could quite...

Connie sighed as she clocked out for the last time this week; what a week! It had been late shift this week and she was ready for the weekend, as good as her job was at being close to home – that was the only good thing about it! As she walked home her thoughts returned to Annie and her diary;...