There were strange ripples on her skin, like soft scales. The sunlight danced on the diamond shapes and when the arm lifted, sharp colours fell onto the path and then across her face. She wanted to say ‘pomegranates’ and she did, just once. Time had relaxed his possessive hold on this place and liberated, Alex held her thumb to her forefinger , took a long searching breath and began the journey she had missed all her life.
