p1
(PBSW)
“paint on the ceilings cracked and peeling, and the rooms dark with a sombre brown varnish”
“But this is not Eden, this is drought country. Seven years of drought,” reinforced by the repeated line, “Seven years of drought: it has begun to sound biblical; a curse,”
Sir Treve’s memoir, The Land That Is Desolate - “promised land”
“whirling around in the dust or darting mischievously among the weed piles,”
p2
(HLSWS)
LUKE
“His detachment is infuriating. It’s alright for Luke, the heavy sleeper, but now almost every night her sleep is disturbed”.
“Luke always did have a way of blotting out distraction, of drawing the world in around him on his own terms,”
ANNA
“she seems to bleed out into it, as if she is a part of one giant membrane that holds land, sea and sky together”.
“What would it take for them to return to the city?
“Since the winds are eroding the topsoil of her garden, it makes sense to plant more trees.” (the she oaks)
p3
(TSHTPM)
“the smoke cloud is expanding, seeping out into the sky like a release of octopus ink,”
“She puts her arms around him, steadying herself… they hold one another for a very long time,”
“he’ll never see that bird again, and he still doesn’t know its name”
“the boy is in the open doorway waving,”
“pill packet” in the “bin”
“Miraculously, none of them…in the garden burned” (the she oaks)
