When they were in England, Billy and Janey lived with Helen and Rupert and muttered vaguely about househunting. Just as the public was drawn to Jake because he was mysteriously enigmatic, they loved Fen because she couldn’t hide her feelings. “He got enough practice driving tanks in the war. For a second, after the dazzling sunlight, he couldn’t see a thing.
”“Then I’ll come and pick you up and drive you into the mountains. How d’you get on?” Billy unzipped the holdall, produced a handful of rosettes and chucked them down on the table. Gipsy, my arse! You’re just a little suburban creep whose mother screwed around so much she couldn’t remember who your father was. “We’ll go and see her later,” said Rupert.
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