[{"node":{"title":"Lingard029","Collections":"Chapter 4","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard029","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Coca-cola, Jukebox","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard029","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Lingard029_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff27\n\nbefore.\n\nThey stopped to look at it and Kevin rested a hand on her shoulder.\nHis hand was warm and she liked the feel of it.\n\n\"It's a fair sight,\" said Kevin. \"You never see it properly\nfrom the street.\"\n\nHe held her hand as they descended the last part of the hill\nand kept hold of it once they had reached the bottom.\n\n\"Would you like some chips?\" he asked. \"My stomach feels in need\nof something tasty?.\"\n\nThey walked along the main road in towards the centre of the city.\nHe told her of some of the funny things they turned up in the scrap\nbusiness, and she recounted some amsuing tales of the women who came\ninto the big department store where she worked. She was on the\nhat counter at the momentshopped in the hat department.\n\n\"Hats!\" he said. \"I can't imagine you selling hats.\"\n\n\"Neither can I. You should see some of the women primping in\nfront of the mirrors cramming fancy bits of felt and feathers on ,\ntheir heads. And they're always wanting to you to tell them how\nnice they look.\"\n\nHe put up his hand to touch her silky fair hair briefly. \"I can't\nimagine you with a hat on your head.\"\n\nThey saw a Coca-Cola sign shining ahead and smelt the chips\nbefore they reached the cafe. They went inside. It was warm and\nbright and a juke box was playing. She sat down at an empty table,\nand he went to the counter to get their order.\n","Type":"Text"}}]