I Was There... Boudica’s Army Page 5
by Hilary McKay
“Well, bless my soul. What ’ave we ’ere then?” I could make out the shapes of two men. One in a soldier’s uniform...
Carter ran his hand over the stone. No one moved. No one spoke. Everyone’s eyes were fixed on him. I held my breath. Was it the step? Or wasn’t it?
You’ll be able to imagine you were really there!
