Two more women were clinging to each other on the cabin's single bed.
Young men and women clung to each other in grief.
Karen took it, and the women clung to one another.
But the blunt woman clung like hard hope to her task and did not let go.
It was a man's place to be calm at such times, so that the women and kids could cling to him.
The two women clung for a long moment and then stepped back to view each other at arm's length.
His woman was clinging to him in a farewell kiss.
The white woman in the rear seat was clinging on for dear life.
It was the woman, Rosa, clinging to a life jacket she had got on wrong.
Two frightened older women clung to his tow line and each other.
