Sennen checked around her. The building was quiet. A handful of foot passengers were waiting to buy their tickets but the cars were already embarking. Sennen could hear the metallic thump and rattle as each vehicle drove over the gangplank into the bowels of the ship.
There were no police and nobody waving copies of British newspapers about. ‘You get your ticket. I’ll just get a drink from the shop over there. Do you want anything?’
‘No, I’ll be fine.’ Rosemary had calmed down and was looking much happier. ‘See you at the ticket office.’
In the small shop Sennen went to a display of cuddly toys. She picked up a pink pony with a white fluffy tail and a green dragon with silvery wings. She stuffed them in her pockets while the lady shopkeeper had her back turned then marched to where Rosemary was waiting. She took the toys from her pocket and handed them over. ‘Give these to the kids, will you? Tell them they’re from me.’
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