Evelyn had helped her mother make breakfast and now she was finishing up washing the dishes. She took off her apron when she'd finished the last dish and headed back to the main room of the house to get ready for going out. This was a day like many other, but there was a big difference.

Her brother wasn't away for football. It had been nice when he played for Whitby, but it was a tiny no nothing town. He had a real job with England, though she didn't know what sort of money or future there was in sports. But what mattered to her was that he was happy and he wasn't gone on the water or in mines, every day his future being uncertain.. not that every day wasn't uncertain. But Evelyn didn't know how to voice these thoughts.

"Sam..." She said as she approached  him. Her brow lowered a bit, they wanted her married but he was older and still single. Perhaps it was her task to try to find a wife for him, it would be only fair. She'd consider the subject if they pushed marriage onto her more forcefully than nudging her to a dance to meet people.

"I was wondering if-" she was distracted as their mother came over and kissed her on the cheek telling them she was going to the house she worked at. She had worked at the Carringtons long enough to be allowed to come home, so every couple of days another person would make their breakfast. She didn't want to be late and have to make lunch with the dishes still piled up.

"Ah, bye mother." She said softly and watched her go then looked back to her older brother. "I was going to town and wanted to know if you wanted to come." The woman thought he wouldn't be busy, but she didn't know his plans.