“Arabella dangled her legs out of the bedroom window and closed her eyes. She felt a butterfly brush against her knee, rubbed her skin against the mortar and bricks, drank in the warmth of the morning sunshine on her face,… — Pauline Fisk Copy Share Image
“This could be a dream,' Phase II said, 'Not one that wakes you up in a panic, but one that makes you never want… — Pauline Fisk Copy Share Image
“Arabella dangled her legs out of the bedroom window and closed her eyes. She felt a butterfly brush against her knee, rubbed her skin… — Pauline Fisk Copy Share Image
“Bonnie saw ropes hanging loose, poles falling away, tree-tops sinking beneath her. As they rose, the sun rose with them. Its warmth turned the… — Pauline Fisk Copy Share Image
