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by Nadine Dorries


  Roland, unseen by the cheering crowds, kissed his Victoria. ‘We are going to have the best life,’ he said. ‘I am going to make it my life’s work to make you very, very happy.’ And without question, Victoria knew, he would.

  There were roars of laughter and Emily’s vision blurred as she scanned the room. She saw everyone cheering, her nurses clapping, Biddy crying. Then she saw her, her mam, standing in the corner, near the door, with Richard and Harry. Her mother’s hands were around her boys’ shoulders and she was hugging them into her sides. The boys were jumping up and down and waving their arms and cheering her on. They were in the clothes they’d been wearing on the night they’d died, and they almost looked as if they’d come from another era. Her mother’s smile shone with love and it said to her, ‘We are ready to go now. Live your life, Emily. Be happy.’

  21

  Sister Theresa was always the first into St Chad’s, but this morning her steps were hastier than usual. She turned the polished brass handles and the large wooden doors creaked slowly open on to the familiar sight of the dark church and its huddled rows of pews. The smell of old oak, holy smoke and unanswered prayers assailed her senses. Lighting a candle, she made her way straight down the aisle to the statue of the Holy Mother.

  Lorcan Ryan’s prayer stool was half out of a pew and she stopped to bend down and push it back in. She was distracted because she had barely slept the previous night for worrying about a First World War widow who was about to be evicted.

  It was Dessie Horton who had come to her and said, ‘If there is a mother in need in this parish, leave a note at the foot of the statue of Our Lady and someone will look out for it. Don’t ask me any more, Sister. Return to Our Lady first thing the following morning. Someone will help.’

  Who, she had no idea. Dessie Horton wasn’t the poorest man on the streets, but he wasn’t rich either. And since he’d proposed to Emily Haycock not two weeks earlier and would doubtless be married soon, Sister Theresa couldn’t think that he’d have much cash to spare. He had been adamant about one thing, though. ‘If you tell one person, Sister, no more notes will be answered.’

  She had racked her brains to think who it was who took her notes. There were no new worshippers attending St Chad’s and church life had remained the same, except for one thing: the brown envelopes of money that miraculously appeared every time she left a note asking Our Lady to help. The church doors were never locked and Sister Theresa knew that the envelopes were taken during the night, for it was only after the last Angelus Mass that she left her notes. She had thought of asking Noleen Delaney whether she’d seen the mystery benefactor, but she didn’t dare break her promise to Dessie.

  The penny candle lit her way along the white marble floor as it reflected the light. There it was. The brown envelope, at the feet of Our Lady, always in the same place. Sister Theresa dipped her knee, blessed herself and tucked the envelope inside her habit. She looked up and the serene face of the Holy Mother smiled down at her. She wondered whether her serene expression had deepened since the day she had begun leaving small miracles for the mothers of Lovely Lane.

  The doors opened and Sister Theresa turned around to see Lorcan Ryan entering the church.

  ‘Oh, Lorcan,’ she said in the hushed tones she always kept for church, ‘are you on your way from or to work?’

  ‘From, Sister. I thought I would just call in on my way home. I’ll be back tonight for the Angelus.’

  Sister Theresa smiled. ‘You are a good boy, Lorcan. The best. Your mammy is a very lucky lady to have a son like you. Close the door on your way out, would you now? I’ll be back across for Mass soon.’

  Lorcan watched her leave, saw the envelope was gone, dropped to his knees and gave thanks. Once his prayers were said, he made his way to Biddy’s house, to let her know the widow, the mother, was safe.

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  NADINE DORRIES grew up in a working-class family in Liverpool. She trained as a nurse herself, then followed with a successful career in the health industry in which she established and then sold her own business. She has been the MP for Mid-Bedfordshire since 2005 and has three daughters.

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  It is 1953 and five very different girls are arriving at the nurses’ home in Lovely Lane, Liverpool, to start their training at St Angelus Hospital.

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