Review by showhost december 2008
My copy of this book was published in 1952 by Todd Publishing.
Its 24 pages long and I read it in 20 mins. Its about the Lawrence family who lived in a large house just outside town. Mr Lawrence made a lot of money. Mrs Lawrence had a lovely figure, long fingernails and played bridge most afternoons. Bob Lawrence was 10, he was fond of trains and his father had got some men to fix up a miniature railway in the garden. Marigold Lawrence was 7, she had 15 dolls but kept breaking them. Life was comfortable and pleasant much like the other families around them.
It was Christmas Eve and just before the childrens bedtime when a phone call disrupted Mrs Lawrence. The refugee officer for the district had taken them up on their offer to take in a couple of refugees for the night.
Mr Lawrence was appalled. They only put their name down because all their neighbours had and nobody seriously thought the town would actually get swamped with refugees. 'At least they can go in the room over the garage, they don't have to share our house, we won't let it spoil our Christmas'
The refugees were Jewish and were very grateful for the sparse room.
The next morning, Christmas Day, they had gone and had been seen by the maid getting into a taxi cradling a little baby, heading for the hospital.
Its a modern day 'Christmas Story' and it was an unexpected 'find'.
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