The Feast

by Margaret Kennedy

The Cove children might be poor but they are rich in dreams,

Perhaps the final invitation to the reader is that salvation is always available to us, if we can recognize the offer and accept it.

I am afraid I shall have to have most of my meals upstairs, so cannot supervise. Will this be a great nuisance? My husband can carry the trays up, of course. I hate to give trouble.

So like a description by C. S. Lewis in the Screwtape Letters. We all know this type of woman.