I’m listening to an excellent audio version of a historical novel: The Chilbury Ladies Choir by Jennifer Ryan. The story is set in a small village in Britain in the early years of World War II. Here’s the opening paragraph:
Mrs. Tilling’s Journal
Tuesday, 26th March, 1940
First funeral of the war, and our little village choir simply couldn’t sing in tune. “Holy, holy, holy” limped out as if we were a crump of warbling sparrows. But it wasn’t because of the young scoundrel Edmund Winthrop torpedoed in his submarine, or even the Vicar’s abysmal conducting. No, it was because this was the final performance of the Chilbury Choir. Our swan song.
“I don’t see why we have to be closed down,” Mrs. B. snapped afterward as we congregated in the foggy graveyard. “It’ not as if we’re a threat to national security.”
What do you think?
Would you keep reading?
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