Peeping above the parapet, Louise ducked as a missile whizzed past. She’d never expected to have to dodge so many of them.
“Here,” said a voice behind her. “This’ll help.”
A helmet was jammed on her head and Louise turned to say thanks. Behind her, a familiar face smiled jauntily.
“Best get used to it dear!” the woman chortled. “The helmet will help, but some missiles will get under it and they’ll really sting.”
Behind the woman, she could see people – rather more than the missiles coming at her. “We’re the ones who count,” the woman added. “Just remember that.”
“Here,” said a voice behind her. “This’ll help.”
A helmet was jammed on her head and Louise turned to say thanks. Behind her, a familiar face smiled jauntily.
“Best get used to it dear!” the woman chortled. “The helmet will help, but some missiles will get under it and they’ll really sting.”
Behind the woman, she could see people – rather more than the missiles coming at her. “We’re the ones who count,” the woman added. “Just remember that.”
