Jo-Jo closed his eyes and stretched out on a settee. “Good to be out, Miss Polly, I can tell you.
Away from the stench and the screws. We heard something was on last night. They
came round at dawn this morning and told the blokes with a few months left to
go. They are short of screws with the call-up. Before we left, we had to sign a
paper, saying we would volunteer for the Army. As if. I legged
it straightaway to see Mr Sorbay. He told me to duck in and
see my Mum, then get the next train up here out the way. I didn’t know anything
about your Luton business.”
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