The Window.
Readers may be advised to obtain a cursory knowledge from a source such as Wikipedia of the lives of T. E. Lawrence and G M L Bell. C.H. M. Doughty-Wylie VC. and Mrs. L. O. Doughty-Wylie
Evelyn Smith was trapped. Her prison was a Victorian terraced house in a Brewery Town married to Stan, a petty thief who was too smart to get caught. He thought more of his pigeons than her, but required her to starch, his shirts, clean his shoes and be available every night he wasn’t drunk. He didn’t really care about Primrose, or Sally, he wasn’t a ‘family man’.
The manuscript lived in the pantry, it took her to other worlds, made her realise there were men who dreamed, ‘all men dream, but not equally’. Made her want to look upon a land, a vista where there was nothing of mankind. He had, she wanted to.
She joined the library, it was a road to dreams, to a different life, after Dad had died Mom had pulled her out of school to help at home with the washing. She’d loved school, was always top of the class, she never forgave Mom but now she had another chance. London, Constantinople, Anatolia, Iraq and the deserts but there was a price. Sally!
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