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“Stop it, Peter!”

“You want !”

She wriggled free of his grasp “No, on’t! Not now!”

Water spilled over the skiff’s loooden walls, a shock of cold soakingmy feet Another wave splashed Mummy’s dress, and I started to cry

“I want to go back—please!”

“Hush, you!” Daddy turned to Mu streaked behind hiie”

“Peter!”

Water sloshed into Daddy’s face, and in that ot us fully turned back toward the harbor Daddy growled, shoving his hair out of his eyes Then he stood and tossed Mummy over the bench He turned the boat around, and I fell in its flat, wooden belly, clutching Mus I’d been in storms before, but not one like this

“Daddy!”

His eyes seared Mummy “Charlie and Declan! Who is Declan?”

“He’s a prince!”

My Daddy bellowed, the sound so harsh it took a bit forNot the nice sort His face twisted as rain puain, and then looked down at Mummy

“I should fucking kill you for this”

Horror seared ed Mummy’s knees for dear life Water splashed over the skiff’s sides, covering htened, he prays

Ito cross ins, and that’s when Daddy snatched her up