BERNADETTE CYNTHIA HEALY
EPISODE 20
I rummage around for the newspaper article that mentions the one wedding, and all the details I have from the library. It seems I have not been mistaken, and for once I wish that were the case. Bernadette Cynthia Healy's parents were still alive in 1961 and she has a younger brother who married Eugenie Healy on the 20th May. In turn, her brother, a Sebastian Barnet married an Elizabeth Swanne. I have no doubt Bernadette Cynthia Healy still has family members left alive. Whether or not they are even aware of her death, is the question I must answer.
All this information, however interesting it may, does not bring me any closer to finding Albert Healy and letting him know about his sister's demise, and my unfortunate role in this fiasco. I need Keith. I need to know my legal rights while searching for someone who may or may not want to be found, and who may or may not be looking for me.
I type up two emails. One for Summerbees Solicitors' Mr Nelson and the other for Keith. The tone of the separate emails differs greatly but the content is much the same. I attach the information I have worked on this afternoon and I make promises to get in contact first thing on Monday morning. My only hope is that Keith is enjoying his weekend too much to take any notice of my email before tomorrow so I can explain it to him in person.
Another sunny day, the rain from yesterday has cleared the sky of its cobwebs and I rise bright eyed and bushy tailed, before my alarm, as is my usual routine. It's still too early to expect any responses from my emails, though I do start up the computer just before I wander downstairs to have my first cup of coffee for the day. My dreams were haunted by the face of Bernadette Cynthia Healy. She was beautiful, a tall leggy blonde and I have to admit these days I can find some warped irony in my husband falling for a cliché rather than hating those more aesthetically blessed.
Monday morning. I doubt I'm the first to rise in my family; Polly will be shipping Sonia off to school and depending on Dan's schedule he'll either be returning from the office or already there. Jack and Melissa will no doubt be awake but still in bed. Jack definitely inherited a slightly lazier gene from me that Polly lacks. Melissa thankfully is highly organised so she is more than allowed to have a few extra minutes to lie in bed.
I wonder what Bernadette Cynthia Healy's family are doing at this time on a Monday morning. I wonder if they have children. I wonder if they have grandchildren. I wonder indeed if they are aware that someone they've never heard of is searching for them. I know I'm only supposed to look for Albert Healy but during my night's sleep I came to the conclusion that it would be most helpful for me to find him through as many channels as possible.
He seems to be a lucrative character, harder to pin down than I first expected, but all the names I have from the church records will no doubt give me a fuller picture. Keith's analytical eye will be of great help and maybe the lawyers at Summerbees may have a little bit more to add. Though I had felt a little crestfallen after my weekend drudging up as much information as possible, Monday morning has given me a renewed sense of purpose.