Thirty:
Lucy Lark
I stayed in the church, long after my Great Uncle left. I didn’t put the rosary beads on, I kept them in my jacket pocket though. The church was the only place that I felt that I could go in order to get away from everyone. The house had staff, and if they were anything like the servants at the palace, they talked. Maybe not to me, but they would certainly talk about me. That was the last thing that I wanted to deal with.
When I stayed with Gran and Granda at the palce during the summer, that was the one thing that Sinead and I had become friends over. The palace staff were all horrid gossips, who were convinced because of our friendship with the Princes that we were both going to wind up married to them. Like we were characters in a fairy tale instead of rea
