Ruth had a small family, lived in a small village her entire life, and experienced a small amount of life. She had friends and a roof over her head, and she was content with her job as a teacher. She was aware that she ought to express gratitude. She was aware of her safety. She recognized her want for more. All she could do while German bombs were falling on London was listen to the evacuees’ stories and daydream of a more interesting existence.
The only source of excitement in her quiet country existence was Helen, a friend who was a little brasher and more audacious. She was envious of Helen and wished to be more like her. Ruth’s late grandmother was more like Helen than Ruth was, and she had always pushed Ruth to be a little more spirited.
Will Ruth follow her parents when the battle becomes a bit too close for comfort and they want to move even further south, or will she summon some of her grandmother’s energy and join Helen on her more daring offer?