August dribbles - 31

Crowds and noise; I wasn’t sure we’d make it. Clutched the kid’s hand tight; held onto the case. Dan hurried behind with the trunk.

It’s like the dock was a waterfall. No turning away. Then Ted dropped his teddy, slipped free; Dan and I hurried after.

Titanic sailed without us

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