THE STREET
GILLIAN GODDEN
I dedicate this book in loving memory to Avril. You will be sadly missed. Sorry you never got to read the end x
CONTENTS
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
More From Gillian Godden
Acknowledgements
About the Author
Also by Gillian Godden
Peaky Readers
About Boldwood Books
1 MOVING IN
‘Oh God, I’m knackered. Someone put the kettle on.’ Sitting down on a wooden dining chair, Maggie Silva looked around the kitchen. It looked pretty gloomy and needed a lick of paint but at least the walls were newly plastered and in time could be painted something nice and cheerful. But the nicotine-stained ceiling looked almost brown. Her heart sank; another moving day and another escape, but at least this was a great step up from where they had come from. Sevenoaks was one of the richest towns in Kent. The landscape was beautiful, the streets were clean, and you could breathe in all that lovely fresh air.
