Thursday, 11 August 2022

Uncanny Christmas Tales – (035) The Advent of Love

 

Swallowfield sat on the southern edge of the Finchbottom Vale and was bordered on the other side by the Dancingdean forest and the town’s fortunes had always relied largely upon forestry and agriculture for its survival.

When 17-year-old Ruth Todd arrived in Shallowfield in 1973 it was to start work as a housemaid at the Claremont Hotel and she knew no one, shy, naïve and sweet natured, she was alone and friendless, but that didn’t last long, as she was soon befriended by another housemaid, Laura Winter, who took her under her wing.

It was unexciting work, making beds, changing towels and cleaning bathrooms, but she didn’t mind, despite being on a smidge over 5ft, she was wiry and strong, and was such a hard worker the hotel waived the remainder of her probation.

Laura’s friendship wasn’t limited to work even though Ruth lived in at the hotel and Laura being a local, having spent her entire life in the village, so they would spend their days off together as well.

She was two years older than Ruth and much more worldly and she introduced Ruth to a lot of things she had never experienced before, including one in particular that changed her life forever.

It came at the end of November when they both had the rarest of things, a Sunday off, so Ruth suggested they do something.

“We could go to the market”

“I can’t” she replied “I have Church in the Morning, it’s the first Sunday of Advent”

Her faith was very important to her, the Church was very important to her.

Ruth on the other hand had no faith, that she was aware of, and no knowledge of the Church.

“I don’t know what that is, is it important?”

“Yes” Laura replied and then explained its significance

“Can I go?” Ruth asked

“Anyone can go” she replied

“No, I mean, can I go with you?”

“Of course, you can” she said and smiled and added “Peter will be there too”

Peter was her twin brother who she knew Ruth had a crush on, but she was far too shy to do anything about it.

 

“Is it always like that?” Ruth asked as they left St Mary’s

“Sometimes it’s even better” Peter replied “I take it that you enjoyed it”

“Oh yes”

“Well, if you liked that then you’ll love the Carol Service, Christingle, Midnight Mass and the Christmas Morning worship”

“And I can go to all of them?” she asked innocently

“Yes Ruth” he replied

“With you I mean” she explained

“I hoped that was what you meant” Peter said and put his arm around her

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