A klaxon went off down in the engine room, making Hazel jump. The Chief bellowed louder, but the noise always played like a bow across her heartstrings. She knew that it meant that she was going to have to go in again. She was the ‘boiler’s boy,’ a thankless, dirty, and dangerous job. She thought the engineers knew she wasn’t really a boy, even though she kept her hair short and never acted like a girl. If a boiler’s boy avoided falling or burning himself, when he grew up a little he became an apprentice. She hoped they’d let her.
The Voyage 018: Hazel
May 21, 2015
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