Prelude 54


It was his mother calling. He sensed urgency in her voice so dropped the wooden figurine he had been whittling at for the past hour and ran back to the house.

She stood distraught in the kitchen, tears flowing.

“What's the matter, Mummy?”

“Its your father. There's been an accident on one of the boats. A freak wave washed him overboard.”

“Is he OK?” Aaron asked.

She broke down sobbing.

As Aaron's world collapsed for the first time he put his arms around his mother and they stood weeping together. George looked on with big sad dog eyes, sensing in his animal psyche a great loss.