“mum!" Sylvia cried at the feet of he mother, sobbing profusely. Her mother who was backing her seemed unshakable even by her tears.

“ mum please. Don't let me...I'm sorry!”

“ you're sorry?” he mother chuckled.

“ Don't let me. I've got a lot to do! ” she cried. “ I need to be on the watch mother. I need to be here.”

“ I know you do have a lot to do. And you should not be sorry.”

Sylvia continued to cry, gasping as if something was eating up her heart.

“ Mum, the pain! It's too much for me. I can't leave. Please ...”

“ I am your...