“Ellie!” Bernadette Lawson shouted, spinning around. She looked at the many faces that hurried past. She had taken her eyes off her daughter for only a moment. Mrs Lawson worried that her daughter wouldn’t know what to do. She was a bright girl, that had ‘don’t talk to strangers’ drummed into her from an early age, but now, if she was lost, would she know what to do? Would she ask a passer by? Mrs Lawson looked around. People were moving in all direction, in th...