(Not fully published yet)
A red desert for digging up dinosaur fossils. The cheesecake place in the centre of town, where you could help yourself to mini chocolate-chip cookies from a glass jar whilst you waited to be seated. Our house’s huge garden. Picking fruit and flowers and taking them to your neighbours, or setting up a stand by your front door with a piggy-bank reading “2 flowers, 50p” and watching people pay religiously. Anti-earthquake protocols. Aluminium-coloured thermal blankets. Bears. Mountains. Deer on the roads. Sleeping in the car. Brunch. Totem poles and whales. No Three Wise Men. Offspring. Britney Spears. Polaroid cameras. Enormous seaweed. A cold, cold ocean.