*Millie*
“Let me in!”
I can’t even tell where the panicked cry is coming from. There are so many people surrounding our little boat, there’s no way we can fit them all. But they try to come in anyway, sitting on top of the people who followed us and helped us get it unattached.
“Take my boy, please!”
Will holds me tightly, acting as a barrier between me and the desperate people crowding into the boat. I see the little boy, and I grab him along with the boy who couldn’t find his parents earlier, leaving it to Will to keep us in our seats despite the crowd.
“Daddy!” the little boy screams, fighting against me, but I hold him tightly.
“When they get you to safety, tell them about your aunt Beatrice.” I look up to see the man standing beside the boat. He’s not trying to get in. All he
