“Thomas’s brain filled with a buzzing sound. If he was too old to board the lifeboat, that meant … He pressed his thumbs into his thighs. He couldn’t think about it. He needed to be brave for Mother, Eve and Bea. And Father. Thomas watched the sailor pass Bea to Mother who was sitting stiffly in the boat, surrounded by other women. Thomas had never seen such a strange collection of costumes on ladies – some wore nightgowns with rugs over their shoulders, others were in evening finery of feathers..., jewels, lace and satin, and others still, like Mother, wore coats, hats and life jackets. The women were in varying emotional states too. A few were racked with grief, sobbing into handkerchiefs, others looked bored and inconvenienced. Mother’s face was grim. Tears flowed down her cheeks. Thomas tore his eyes from the lifeboat and turned to his sister and father. “Look after Mother and Bea, Evie,” said Father, kissing Eve’s forehead. “Rug her up in those blankets. We shall be a few boats after you.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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