Much as she immediately missed Debbie’s incomparable presence, Bonnie appreciated the space. Everything was so difficult to get her head around. Living in a place like this was beyond her wildest dreams. She had got used to a view of a car-choked road and her neighbours’ overgrown front yards, but now from her living room she had a view of the plaza with its fountain in the centre, and the shops lining the edge. From the kitchen she could see further up the park, towards the curving tracks of a rollercoaster cutting in and out of the trees. And there, rising high out of the forest was a viewing platform.
Although the electricity worked, the water had been switched off, and it took her a few minutes of poking around downstairs to find a water cut off lever where she could turn it on again.
