A breeze caressed Audrey’s closed lids and her body vibrated as the ocean waves thwacked the shore. She opened her eyes and scanned the wetland, surprised to see that it had spread from the left across the flat land in front of her. When she looked down, her body jerked in shock and her hand grasped for the substance of the bricks behind her, searching for something to stop her plummeting thirty metres to the ground. Closing her eyes in terror, she inched back into the gaping hole, relying on the flapping of the plastic strip to guide her.
Gasping for air, Audrey propelled herself to sit upright, startling a bird that had been preening its wings on the verandah rail. Its shadow was stretched in grotesque proportions on the bed cover as it eclipsed the low morning sun.
She was home—not in
