The Restless Sea
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Vanessa Haan de. The Restless Sea
Copyright
Dedication
Hymn
Prologue
CHAPTER 1. Jack
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3. Charlie
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5. Olivia
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8. Jack
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10. Charlie
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12. Olivia
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14. Charlie
CHAPTER 15. Olivia
CHAPTER 16. Jack
CHAPTER 17. Charlie
CHAPTER 18. Jack
CHAPTER 19. Olivia
CHAPTER 20. Jack
CHAPTER 21. Charlie
CHAPTER 22. Jack
CHAPTER 23. Charlie
CHAPTER 24. Olivia
CHAPTER 25. Jack
CHAPTER 26. Olivia
CHAPTER 27. Charlie
CHAPTER 28. Olivia
CHAPTER 29. Charlie
CHAPTER 30. Olivia
CHAPTER 31. Jack
CHAPTER 32. Charlie
CHAPTER 33. Olivia
Historical Note
Acknowledgements
We, Who Live Now
About the Author
About the Publisher
Отрывок из книги
To my weird, wonderful and extensive family
– you know who you are –
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Carl catches up with Jack on the bridge. The sky has lightened to a pale grey, and there is an eerie mist like a sheen on the river. They are dockside before first call-on, down where the cavernous warehouses and towering chimneys loom reddy-orange in the watery light. The familiar thud and crash of boat and barge mingles with the shouts and curses of men. Jack hears the warning to look out as an unsecured load crashes to the ground, sees the glint of metal as another worker digs his sharp case hook into a sack, savours the smell of coffee and cocoa beans on his tongue.
Today there is a shipment of bananas. Jack watches the green bunches trundle down from the ship’s holds on creaky conveyor belts. A man with a horse and cart waits patiently while the first lot of fruit is loaded on to trolleys for the waiting trains and lorries. Carl and Jack have worked with this man before. Once the bulk of the bananas have gone, they help him place the fruit into wooden crates and pack them around with straw. The conveyor belt creaks and squeaks and groans. Jack glances up to the gunwale of the ship, but the gold-toothed sailor is not there. The sailors looking back at him have skin the colour of the roasted chestnuts that he sometimes buys as a treat for Betsy in the winter, their white teeth flashing like chalk on slate.
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