John 'Jock' Law Hume by Alice Arbuthnot (best pdf ebook reader for android txt) 📖

be brave, and telling her that women and children loaded first. At the Grand Staircase he gives her a kiss and a small package , and orders her to the life boats, after much persuasion she leaves. “Clara?” I ask. He nods silently. “What was in the package?” “Her gift,” he looks at the door, “It was ring,” and with that he raises his violin.

Hours push by and the decks are still crowded with people, straining and pushing for the survival that the boats promise. Mourning and confusion hang in the air like a fog, hysteria and fear almost drowning out the music. The only comfort coming from loved ones as they cling to their child and reverends giving forgiveness for the transgressions, but my comfort was Mary. The thought of her, soothing worries. Through all the crying and fear laced the sounds of violins and cellos making the atmosphere seem distant and otherworldly.
The only thing haunting me was the thought of What was she going to tell me? What had Mary been trying to say?

But the realization was withheld from me, and the world slipped back into its’ timeless dimension. And as the another hour or two (as the music almost seemed almost like a trance) trudged by, the floor took on to what seemed like almost a vertical standpoint and my violin stick fell away.
I’m sorry Mary

, I thought. I looked up to Georges and muttered, barely audible, “Goodbye friend.”

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