Miss Hawksbill was flicking mud blobs from her dress and readjusting her sling when she looked up as if she’d just remembered something. “Does anyone need a pep talk before we go up and over? I’m not very good at them, but I’ll have a try if it would help . . .” Distantly, a man was screaming. “I’d like to hear your pep talk,” Bronwyn said.
