Pam Howes > Quotes

“was”
― Pam Howes, The Lost Daughter of Liverpool

“the train approached. She dropped her bag onto the floor, took off her coat, climbed up the parapet, sat astride the wall and kicked off her shoes. She could see people on the platform waving at her to get down and someone was pulling on the arm of the station master as he prepared to wave his flag. He looked up and his expression of horror was the last thing Carol saw before she was grabbed by the arms and forcibly dragged backwards onto the pavement.”
― Pam Howes, The Liverpool Girls

“Sticky bun with your brew?’ Alice laughed. Sadie’s observations were probably right. ‘Oh yes please. I’ll find us a place to sit.’ She grabbed a table by the window that four girls were just vacating and sat down, looking out at the street below where some workmen were carrying hods of bricks and others, standing on scaffolding, were throwing chunks of damaged masonry down to the area of pavement that was fenced off from public use. It was such a shame. The damage to the store was so extensive, it might have been easier to demolish the lot and rebuild from scratch. But at least they had jobs and that was something to be thankful for. Many women who had held things together while the men were away fighting had since found themselves out of work, losing the jobs they’d loved to the returning male workforce. ‘No sticky buns so I got a couple of scones,’ Sadie said as she came to the table with a tray. ‘Hope that’s okay?’ ‘Fine by me,’ Alice said. ‘I’m starving.’ She”
― Pam Howes, The Shop Girls of Lark Lane

“permanent,”
― Pam Howes, The Forgotten Family of Liverpool

“The”
― Pam Howes, The Mothers of Victory Street

“they”
― Pam Howes, The Girls of Victory Street