Chapter 168

• Picking up a length of old broken branch to use as a stick, she covered the last few hundred yards in record time.
• Once she had set foot on the causeway, clearing her mind of everything but the necessity to get over as quickly as possible, she made what speed she could.
• In what seemed to be an impossibly short space of time the tide, which had been rising stealthily, was starting to lap at the raised edges of the causeway.