Chapter 32
Bridie couldn’t find Rhys after the funeral. He’d probably ducked behind the horse box. If so, he wouldn’t want to be disturbed. The bleak windy conditions drove everyone else between decks. As they sat in gloomy silence waiting for the dinner bell to ring, Ma emerged from the hospital.
‘Ma! What are you doing up? Doctor Roberts said you were to rest.’
‘I won’t stay long. I only came out to pay my respects.’
‘Rhys isn’t here.’ Bridie patted the bench. ‘Sit down. You shouldn’t be on your feet.’
‘My feet are fine. But your concern is appreciated. You’ll be wanting to see your brother, I expect?’
The baby? Did she want to see the baby? How could she possibly with Siân so recently dead? How could she ever take pleasure in anything ever again?
Ma held out the tiny swaddled for
