Early 1919
We arrived at Havisham House about a fortnight later.
I had chosen not to fight Mr. Haughton's decision. In truth, I was delighted that he would finally be out of our lives. However, seeing the look on my little son's face broke my heart.
Unlike me, the boys do not know humble beginnings.
"Mom, are we going home soon?"
Letting our a sigh, I replied.
"This is our home now William."













