When Arthur Parry died,his wife Edna had no home.‘Your father did not own the house,’she told her son,Jack.‘I don’t have much money now.I can’t pay ￡ 12 a week for thehouse.’Jack spoke to his wife,Helen,about his mother.‘Mother can’tpay ￡ 12 a week for her house,’he told her.‘She must come hereand live with us.’‘Oh no,Jack,’Helen said.‘We don’t want her here with us,do we?Why can’t she live with your sister,Mary?She likes Marymore than she likes me.’‘Mary has two children,’Jack said.‘There isn’t room for mymother.I’m her only son.I must give her a home.’‘But she’ll make trouble for us, Jack,’Helen said.‘I know When Arthur Parry died, his wife Edna had no home.’Your father did not own the house, ’she told her son, Jack.’I do not have much money now.I can not pay £ 12 a week for thehouse ’Jack spoke to his wife, Helen, about his mother.’Mother can’tpay £ 12 a week for her house, ’he told her.’She must come hereand live with us.’ ’Oh no, Jack,’ Helen said can not she live with your sister, Mary? She likes Marymore than she likes me. ’Mary has two children,’ Jack said.’There isn ’t room for mymother.I’m her only son. I must give her a home.’ ’But she’ll make trouble for us, Jack,’ Helen said.’I know