• Across the Barricades
  • Chapter 19



Mike had said his mother-in-law was talking rubbush, that there was
no chance of them havinggetting a bomb through the window but Moira had
said in the end that it might be as well to have the children out of
the way anyway until the funeral was over and they fresh country air
would do them good. She might even go down and spend a week with
them herself afterwards. "Why don’t you go and live there?Mike
had said flung back at her and they had almost had a row. She knew
that he himself was anxious about the whole situation in the city.

”We ought to be used to things like this," said Moira. "But when
it's someone you know happens to a friend you just feel bewildered at the idea of people wanting
to do these thingskill.

After the funeral service Mike and Kevin came back. Mike kissedbent over
Moira to kiss her and asked,"You all right?" She nodded.

Kevin sat down beside Sadies on the settee. She slipped her hand
into his. It was ice cold. "Hello," he said, trying to smile at

"Hello," she said softly.

"I think I need a little whisky to warm me up." said Mike openinged
the sideboard door. "What about you, Kevin? Do you good."

"Just a little."

Mike made a afce at Sadie. "You're too young."

"I don't like the smell anyway."

Mike raised his glass to Kevin’s. "Well," he said "here’s to
Mr Bthe memory of Mr Blake. We won’t forget him."

"We certainly won’t said,"said Kevin. "And if I ever get my hands
on the louts that did it I’ll kill them!" His eyes flashed and

Joan Lingard
Funeral, Whiskey
Linen Hall Library, "Lingard192", Northern Ireland Literary Archive, accessed Sun, 12/10/2023 - 04:41, https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard192