Short Story – Changing Times – Part Four

Short Story – Changing Times – Part Four

“I suppose I should write and decline their kind offer…” she muttered crossly.

She sighed, dropped the communiqué onto the carpet and went to the back door to look out into her beloved small garden. A few blackcurrant bushes, an elderberry and a hazel clung on around the boundary fence, while dandelions populated the border. Edith also grew nasturtiums and poppies, which liked the space and seemed to take neglect in their stride. When the shrinking b...