I take this to be a true story as it was told to me by my mother, and she had little imagination for story telling.
This short story began towards the end of World War 2, in England.
A young girl who was working for the Land Army pleaded with her parents not to send her back to the farm; the girls she worked with were not her type as they smoked and swore.
Her parents had no option, she had to return to work, She was seen walking down the road to the rail station, but the next day her boss phoned to ask if she'd left. As her parents had seen her go they walked her route to the station, and found her hanging on a lampost.
When the news was sent to her boyfriend he broke down and had to take some leave.
A few years after the war ended, he got a job teaching Indians about making steel; on a trip to India to spread his reaching he was thown into a furnace.
A little known piece of history is the RAF Mutiny of 1946. The news was never made publically revealed for many years for fear of it spreading during the rise for Indian Indepence.
I only knew about it as my father was in India during this period; though not one for telling stories I have found out he was one for bending the truth.
I can understand to some extent why he did what he did, back in the 20's his birth would have been a disgrace, today nobody would bat an eye-lid.
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