• Wishing you an Easter filled with the promise of new beginnings and renewed hope.

• Wishing you a wonderful Easter that fills you with hope for the future.

• Thinking of you this Easter and hoping that the joy of the season brings you hope and strength.

• I hope this Easter reminds you that even in the darkest of times, hope remains.

• Rejoicing in the hope of Easter.

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. 

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. 

Wishing you a blessed and holy Easter! Happy Easter! May this beautiful day be a testimony to God's love and glory. May God shower you with blessings, love, and peace this Easter.2025. ápr. 7.

hAPPY easter 

I wish you  HAPPY Easter for 2025

Chapter Eight: The Boy in the Red Shirt

‘The boys from the school in Maidbridge are having a paper-chase today,’ said Bobbie, the next morning. ‘Perks thinks they’ll go along beside the railway line. We could go and watch.’

       There were men working on the railway line, and the children began by watching them. They almost forgot the paper-chase, and were surprised when a voice said, ‘Let me pass, please.’ It was the first boy from the school.

It was the first boy from the school.

Chapter Seven: The Terrible Secret

When the children first went to live at the white house, they talked about Father a lot and were always asking questions about him. But as time passed, their questions seemed to make Mother unhappy, so they stopped asking them. But they never forgot him.

       Bobbie thought about Father often. She knew her mother was unhappy, and she worried a lot about that. And why was Father away for so long? Was there something that Mother wasn’t telling them?

       The answer came on the day she went to the station, to fetch the magazines.

We were at Portsmouth with Old Webb—sorry, Mr Webb—and Mrs Webb. She’s from Argentina; all the boys think she’s good-looking, too. There were six of us with the Webbs: Harry Potts and his sister Sonia, Nick Atkins (he’s a good friend), Sue Bellamy (she’s clever), my brother Dave and me (we’re fourteen and we’re good friends too . . . usually). There were hundreds of people on the boat. It was hot in the sun, a lovely day. People watched the sea and the small boats. I liked being in the sun and thinking about the two weeks holiday in Spain.