“My lad, the sea has them. It is Paul Borson you are asking for?”
“Yes, mother.”
“He went out in his boat with his four sons one night. The boat came back empty. It is two years since.”
“‘I WANT TO FIND MY FATHER’S PEOPLE.’”
“You?”
“Yes. Have I any kin left?”
“There is your far-cousin Nanna. She was Paul’s one daughter, and he saw the sun shine through her eyes. She is but sadly off now. Come into my house, and I will give you a cup of tea and a mouthful of bread and fish. Thank God, there is enough for you and for me!”