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Feb. 8th, 2014 09:26 pm"Turn right here," Barbara told Ian so that he navigated his car to the correct location. "My mother's house is on the right."
Joan's house was tall and almost daunting looking from the outside. Narrow windows and lace curtains made it difficult to see what was inside, and light only shone out from a few of the windows. The front garden was immaculately manicured, and once they had parked and were close enough to see, the front door looked as though it had been recently painted.
Barbara tried the handle but it was locked. "Mum must have been out the back doing something in the garden," she explained and rang the doorbell to capture Joan's attention, but it was Harry who answered the door. Barbara frowned. "Aren't you supposed to be studying how to be a soldier?"
"I've got the weekend off," Harry explained and looked over at Ian, clearly relishingt he change in roles for the evening. "Chesterton."
Barbara rolled her eyes and pushed him out of the way. "Where's Mum?"
Joan's house was tall and almost daunting looking from the outside. Narrow windows and lace curtains made it difficult to see what was inside, and light only shone out from a few of the windows. The front garden was immaculately manicured, and once they had parked and were close enough to see, the front door looked as though it had been recently painted.
Barbara tried the handle but it was locked. "Mum must have been out the back doing something in the garden," she explained and rang the doorbell to capture Joan's attention, but it was Harry who answered the door. Barbara frowned. "Aren't you supposed to be studying how to be a soldier?"
"I've got the weekend off," Harry explained and looked over at Ian, clearly relishingt he change in roles for the evening. "Chesterton."
Barbara rolled her eyes and pushed him out of the way. "Where's Mum?"
