This is Dundee's story of those that served in the First World War, and of the people left at home
As the dust settled, Susan’s ears were ringing, masking the screams of men and nurses. The Matron and a Sister were on the floor motionless. Another shell exploded less than a 100 feet away and the ground felt as though it lifted. Shrapnel ripped at the building and a piece grazed Susan’s leg. She crawled to the Matron and Sister and saw that the Matron was bleeding but still breathing.