It was still cold outside a week later. It was December, after all. But things were different. The fog was gone. It wasn’t known if the fog still lingered in some parts of Britain. But it certainly was gone from London and the East End.
The sun was shining. Patsy and Delia looked at each other. After a delay, soon they would be leaving Nonnatus House for the final time. They were about to move into their own flat, their own place where they could openly be themselves without fear of being discovered by people that would disapprove of them.
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Date: 2018-01-05 07:58 pm (UTC)The sun was shining. Patsy and Delia looked at each other. After a delay, soon they would be leaving Nonnatus House for the final time. They were about to move into their own flat, their own place where they could openly be themselves without fear of being discovered by people that would disapprove of them.