Stewards in crisp white uniforms jogged around the ship's deck, calling on all passengers to gather. Eleanor and her new friend Rebecca, along with the other two hundred and thirty women on board, made their way to the main dining room. Eleanor, recovering from six days of seasickness on the voyage from the United States, shuffled with her arm looped through Rebecca's. The two women formed an instant bond when they met eleven days ago - both from the Midwest, both their sons in the World War. Both had made this journey to the other side of the world, through a bewildering array of trains, ferries, hotels and passenger ships, in order to see with their own eyes the place where their sons were laid to rest...
