CHAPTER ONE“OH My darling,oh my darling,Benjy is mine , you're mucky,oh,so it's Benjy's bathe -time.Elena chirrruped away, pushing the laden buggy along the narrow country lane as dusk gathered.crows were crowing overhead in in the trees near the top of the heel, and the last light of day dwindled in the west , towards the sea.It was only late spring and the primoses gleamed palely on the veggies and clustered on the green grass .The upper part was made of stunted beech,it's branches moved by the prevailing west wind which was combing along the lane and whipping her hair into a frizz , though she fastened it back as tightly as she could.But what did she care about her awful hair, charity clothes and her total pale looks?,Ben didn't, and he was all she cared about in this world.“Not mucky , mummy.Sandy’,Ben corrected her.Keep singing’,Ben instructed.She obeyed. At least Ben was an uncritical audience,she has no singing voice at all,she knew but for her five- years old son, that
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