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Chapters (100)
  1. Half Title
  2. Also By Natalie Fergie
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright
  5. Dedication
  6. Contents
  7. 2011
  8. Chapter 1
  9. Chapter 2
  10. 1908
  11. Chapter 3
  12. 1910
  13. Chapter 4
  14. Chapter 5
  15. Chapter 6
  16. Chapter 7
  17. Chapter 8
  18. Chapter 9
  19. Chapter 10
  20. Chapter 11
  21. Chapter 12
  22. Chapter 13
  23. Chapter 14
  24. Chapter 15
  25. Chapter 16
  26. Chapter 17
  27. Chapter 18
  28. Chapter 19
  29. Chapter 20
  30. Chapter 21
  31. Chapter 22
  32. Chapter 23
  33. Chapter 24
  34. Chapter 25
  35. Chapter 26
  36. Chapter 27
  37. Chapter 28
  38. Chapter 29
  39. Chapter 30
  40. 1921
  41. Chapter 31
  42. 1931
  43. Chapter 32
  44. Chapter 33
  45. Chapter 34
  46. Chapter 35
  47. Chapter 36
  48. Chapter 37
  49. Chapter 38
  50. Chapter 39
  51. Chapter 40
  52. Chapter 41
  53. Chapter 42
  54. Chapter 43
  55. Chapter 44
  56. Chapter 45
  57. Chapter 46
  58. Chapter 47
  59. Chapter 48
  60. Chapter 49
  61. 1951
  62. Chapter 50
  63. 2011
  64. Chapter 51
  65. Chapter 52
  66. Chapter 53
  67. Chapter 54
  68. Chapter 55
  69. Chapter 56
  70. Chapter 57
  71. Chapter 58
  72. Chapter 59
  73. Chapter 60
  74. Chapter 61
  75. Chapter 62
  76. Chapter 63
  77. Chapter 64
  78. Chapter 65
  79. Chapter 66
  80. Chapter 67
  81. Chapter 68
  82. Chapter 69
  83. Chapter 70
  84. Chapter 71
  85. Chapter 72
  86. Chapter 73
  87. Chapter 74
  88. Chapter 75
  89. Chapter 76
  90. Chapter 77
  91. 2021
  92. Chapter 78
  93. Chapter 79
  94. Chapter 80
  95. 2022
  96. Chapter 81
  97. Parkin
  98. Acknowledgements
  99. About the Author
  100. About Embla Books

‘When we got outside the street was packed. No one seemed to want to leave. People were trying to find friends in the crowd, and mothers and fathers were looking for their children. That’s when things got much more frantic. There was a lot of desperate shouting. And then the police came, and there were lines of soldiers who seemed to appear from nowhere and then the horses and the fire tenders arrived, but by that time the theatre was quite ablaze. The firemen had brass on their helmets which reflected the flames so it looked as though their heads were on fire. They were so brave. Going into a burning building. Into danger, without a thought.’ He stopped for a moment. ‘I’ve never thought of it like that before. What it would be like to just follow an order when you know that you might come to harm?’

‘Take your time,’ whispered John. ‘There is no rush.’

Finlay took another sip of his drink before continuing. He was so intent on getting the details right, he barely noticed that his father had spoken. ‘All of a sudden, I was exhausted. It was as though everything had been sucked out of me and I wasn’t sure my legs were going to hold me up any more. But Ann was standing there beside me and I wanted to get us away. The theatre was still on fire and the whole street might have gone up in flames and I knew we needed to get home. We walked back. I didn’t want to get a tram, and I know you gave me the money for a cab, but I couldn’t see one, and anyway, I needed to walk and breathe cool air. I’m afraid I made Ann walk too. I hope that wasn’t unutterably cruel, but I couldn’t have gone inside a cab, I just couldn’t. I didn’t want to be shut in a box.’ He looked across at his sister. ‘I don’t think we said a word all the way back, did we?’

Ann shook her head.

‘I have a few questions,’ said John, his voice still hoarse. ‘But at the moment I am so happy that you are both safe. Ann, I want you to go with Isobel and she will help you wash, and you can get into your night clothes and come back here so I can say goodnight.’

John waited until they had gone before he spoke.

‘I’m not sure I would have had the presence of mind that you did, Finlay. And I cannot tell you what a debt I owe you. Is there any news of what happened? Do you know if everyone got out alive?’