Underneath the sound of the sea, the regular sigh of waves advancing and withdrawing, she is there.
The first time, it is late summer.
On the beach Jasper and Olivia dug deeper and deeper in the sand, until the bottom of their hole filled with seawater.
4. JOSIE AND THE MICHAEL STREET KIDS
I sat on my unmade bed clutching a shoebox to my chest, looking around the unfamiliar room.
5. THE INDIGO GIRLS
I spent the whole long drive to Indigo plugged into my ipod and texting Sooz.
6. THE HAUNTED LUNCHBOX (unpublished languishing WIP)
No one knew where it came from.
And finally LITTLE BIRD, for which I am going to cheat and put in a whole paragraph because it's new in the shops and I want to lure you all in and make you desperate to buy it:
I sat in the seat by the window looking out at the street. A little bird bounced along the pavement, pecking up invisible crumbs. It didn’t seem to care about the world around it – the street and buildings and people dashing by. It just hopped out of the way and kept pecking, as if it didn’t even know how small and crushable it was. The more I watched it, the more sure I became that someone would tread on it. A small child raced along the road, a big red-faced woman laden down with shopping bags lumbered after him. Suited men in heavy shoes and suited women in dangerous high heels hurried past the window. Two women walked side by side, pushing prams, and the bird looked a goner for sure under one of the wheels. A young guy loped, his head titled upwards, as if waiting for something to fall out of the sky. None of the passers-by seemed aware in the least of the little bird’s existence.