The girls watched the last of the bubbles popping on the surface of the water. Then nothing; silence. They both looked across to where their mother stood. She caught their gaze and dropped the piece of driftwood on the ground in front of her. Kirsty noticed her hands were visibly shaking and then her mother started to sob, long hard sobs. Kirsty and Sally tentatively made their way to where their mother knelt. She embraced them with a strength they weren't used to. “We’re safe now.” she said, “Just the three of us”. She smiled, wiping away her tears.