![]() Helen would stretch out her hand and switch on the radio, would lie there drowsing and listening to classical music. Later, when Cate rose and moved about her flat making coffee and preparing her luggage for the journey, she thought of her family waking. She liked to imagine them still asleep, each of the three women lying in the warm darkness of her own room: Helen in her house in Belfast, Sally and her mother at home in the country. Not surprisingly, shed been sleeping badly in recent weeks, and she lay now for more than an hour thinking about her family. It was grey water it was a mad wind it was a solid stone house where the silence was uncanny. ![]() ![]() It was birds in flight it was columns of midges like smoke in a summer dusk. ![]() HOME was a huge sky it was flat fields of poor land fringed with hawthorn and alder. ![]()
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