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The next day Alison Williams and young Oliver had escorted Wendy to her mum’s caravan to pick up her things and afterwards she put Wendy straight to work, to keep her mind occupied.
After the funeral of Shelley Davies it was decided among the family that someone should be staying at the house with her surviving brother, Matthew and his wife, Lindsey, for the first few weeks, just to make sure they were coping alright.
Following the success of the party on Saturday Gwen had a quiet evening in on her own and an early night. The next day it was St Lucy’s as usual and was on the receiving end of a surprise herself when Dennis appeared unexpectedly halfway through the service as he wasn’t due back until the Wednesday.
Brian Summers could offer no excuse for what he was thinking as the girl sobbed her heart out against his chest and he consoled her with his empty words. He could have said in his defense that it was because he was holding in his arms a very beautiful young woman, but that didn’t excuse his grossly inappropriate thoughts about what she was wearing beneath her mourning clothes.
The rest of August was taken up with the arrangements for the Sharpington Day Parade which took place on the August Bank Holiday.
Shelley Davies was an immensely popular figure among the local community through her charitable work and tireless commitment to the church and all that that entailed. As a result St Mary’s church was bursting at the seams on the day of her funeral, full of people wanting to pay their respects.
Gwen and Dennis enjoyed the Sunday service and said a lengthy farewell to Reverend Morris who was at the door as they left.
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