The French in Birmingham 💌

Part Six 💌

it was now only week away from the big day. The day the Peaky Blinders were off to the race tracks.
On this day, Polly decided to take Charlotte to pick a pretty dress for the special day. Strolling down the street arm in arm, both women finally arrived at the dress shop. The best dress shop in Birmingham. Fortunately, because of all of the money that had been coming in recently, the girls had plenty of money to spend so began the search for the perfect dress.

Gawking at all of the dresses, Charlotte felt at home again- like she was back in France. All the elegant dresses were luring Charlotte to her. It was so difficult for her to pick!

The owner of the shop gave a bright smile to the girls and picked up a certain dress from behind the counter. Waking over to Polly and Charlotte, the lady held up the most beautiful long dark red dress with a gazillion different delicate textures.

"I truly believe this will suite you amazingly my dear." Entrusted the lady.

"Oh no i couldn't i really couldn't it would be far too much!" Shrieked Charlotte.

"Oh go on love, nothings ever to much!" Replied Polly urging the girl to buy the immaculate dress.

Laughter erupted the dress shop and Charlotte eventually gave in paying a lot to the kind lady. Charlotte didn't mind the cost as she could tell it was special to the lady and my gosh was the dress perfect.

Charlotte and Polly were having an amazing day and didn't want it to end so soon, so both decided that they would go to the cafe together before heading back home for a long deserved rest.

Enjoying her cup of warm calming tea a familiar face burst into the cafe. It was one of the Peaky Blinders - Scudboat was his name, a lovely man that always cared for Charlotte.
Scudboat handed Charlotte a small letter and quickly set back off to what she only guessed was back to the betting den.

Reading the letter in her mind Charlotte's heart stopped. Quickly becoming agitated, Polly sensed that sie bring was wrong. Looking up at Polly, Charlottes eyes were wide open like a deer in the headlights.

Racing through Small Heath Charlotte was urgent to head home. Barley missing people Charlotte just bolted home and locked the doors and curtains straight away.

This time Charlotte decided to read the letter out loud to make sure she wasn't dreaming.

Dear sweet Charlotte,

I'm guessing you thought we didn't know about you. I'm guessing you thought your Papa kept you all safe and sound. I'm guessing you though that you could move your life away from all of this. Well your wrong, we recently got word that a certain Charlotte Blanchet was wandering around Birmingham with the gang Peaky Blinders.
My gosh didn't your Papa keep you a secret for a reason. I believe it's time to end this vendetta.

I do hope to see you soon. Your's truly- Jules Bonnot and the Bonnot Gang.

All sorts of questions were racing through Charlottes mind. How on earth did Jules Bonnot find her. Didn't he have anything better to do!?
Burning the letter, Charlotte tried to avoid worrying. She was a Peaky Blinder now. She wasn't scared of The Bonnot Gang so she hoped.

Hi guys sorry it's been a while, back to school now lol. Sorry this one's just a short one but see you soon! xx