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Vera was barely sixteen when her mother died. Her father had gone off to London for work seven years

14September1942 Diary Tonight I sit by the flickering lamp in my spare room on the council block at Bethnal

I was barely sixteen when my mother passed away. My father had gone off to find work in Leeds about seven

In a cramped flat of a sprawling council block lived two gaunt women who seemed almost twin sisters

12October I cant stop replaying the whole mess in my mind, as if Im watching a badly written soap opera

Emily had just turned sixteen when her mother died. Her father had gone off to find work in the city

They met with a single glance, as if the world had paused. Free? Of course! May I help with your suitcase?

In the dim hallway of a sprawling wartime council block on the outskirts of London, two gaunt women moved