Erin’s POV
“ERIN!” My Mother screams as I enter the Village Hall.
My eyes well up as I charge to meet her in the centre of the hall and my tears fall as we embrace. “I missed you,” she sobs.
“I missed you too. Has Florence returned?” I ask her.
“No?” She questions and we both look to Laurence. He shakes his head, which I think means don’t ask here, don’t ask now. I decide to let it go for now.
“When can we go home?” I ask both my Mother and Laurence.
“Sweetheart, our home was destroyed in the explosion. You surely saw the remains,” she says sadly.
“But what of our things?” I ask her, thinking of her treasures from her descendants.
“We saved what we could. All that matters is that we’re all okay. We’ll find a new home, buy new belongings and make new memories.”
I know she beli
