Tales from the Finchbottom Vale – (46) Love is a Many-Splendored Thing (Part 02)
The love affair between Dennis Simmons and Gwen Quinton-Smith blossomed after the Yacht Club Dinner Dance but the sweet music didn’t stop playing for them just because the band went home.
Right through the rest of July and well into August whenever their commitments allowed they were together.
Even if it was just sitting on the sea wall talking, they were happy.
But as much as she loved him she didn’t stop thinking of others and in particular her friends.
She arose early on Sunday morning and read the paper as she ate breakfast before getting herself ready for Church.
When she left her house she looked down the street and she could see her good friends David Goodman and Leslie Maher, he was a widowed ex school teacher and she had just separated from her worthless husband.
They lived next door to each other and it was plain for all to see that they loved each other, she had often prayed for divine intervention on their behalf but it hadn’t helped.
She set off in their direction and she smiled when she saw her slip her arm through his.
“Excellent” she said “This is your chance God, work your magic”
And no sooner had the words left her lips, than the two of them stopped and faced each other and then he kissed her.
“Oh you’re good” Gwen said looking to the heavens “You’re really good”
She stood her ground and looked on until the kissing had stopped and they resumed their previous course and then she set off at a trot to catch up with them.
“Wait for me” Gwen called and they stopped to look back and then waited for her to catch up.
“Hello you two” she said and then kissed and hugged them both, “I’m so pleased for you both”
“You’re a bit quick of the mark” Leslie said “It’s only just happened”
“Yes but it was only a matter of time” Gwen said
“Are you going to St Lucy’s?” David asked
“Yes I’m meeting Dennis there” Gwen said
David was feeling pleased with himself for successfully changing the subject but then Gwen said
“So where are you two love birds off to?”
“Nowhere in particular” David said
“But we’re going there together” Leslie added and squeezed his hand.
As they were walking along the promenade Gwen asked a question
“Did you know its Wendy’s 18th birthday soon?”
Wendy Corney lived on the Potters Lane caravan park in Sharpington with her alcoholic mother and one night at the beginning of June David caught her breaking in to his garage.
She was a tall skinny waif with short mousy blonde shaggy dog hair.
But David didn’t call the police or report her because he saw something in her and so he took it upon himself to help her which he did by co-opting friends to find work for the tomboy.
And in so doing they all took her to their hearts.
“Is it?” Leslie asked
“Yes and I think we should give her a surprise party” Gwen suggested
“What a wonderful idea” David said “I wish I’d thought of it”
“You had other things on your mind” Gwen said
“Well you can count me in” he said
“Count “us” in” Leslie corrected him
“Oh I like how that sounds” he said “us”
“Well I’ll leave you two love birds alone now” Gwen said as they approached St Lucy’s.
“I have a beau of my own to meet”