Blood drains from her face, her head, she’s blacking out, gently, rolling to her side, don’t crush Hugo. Peri lands heavily, staggering onto the sand. Below Peri a big grey shape, beached seal, rolls back and forth in the low waves. She barely speaks to them, to either of them, anymore. No reason to think she wasn’t taking Hugo to the park. Peri had stepped out that morning carrying Hugo as she did every morning, lying to Hugo’s mother and father though she didn’t say a word. But Luisa’s call, her insistence on secrecy, makes Peri uneasy. Luisa had sounded worried and angry and so, because Luisa is her friend, her sister, who in the months since they met has told Peri true and important things about their lives, she will meet Luisa at Salt Grass Bay. Salt Grass Bay will be deserted, Luisa had said. Peri wraps an arm around him, though he’s already held tight to her chest in his baby sling. Hugo twists his head around, restless, as if feeling her fear swelling like a wave way out to sea, gathering power, rolling in. Cold acid drips into her stomach, eating at her. Peri circles above the bay, head down, hunting, wind shrilling in her feathers.ĭon’t call out again. Gavest thou the goodly wings unto the peacocks?ĭoth the hawk fly by thy wisdom?. Pat Shipman, Taking Wing: Archaeopteryx and the evolution of bird flight Whilst attempts to fasten wings to humans are Birds and angelsĪre strangely unwilling to assist humans in flying, Wilkins judged the first three rather improbable,Īnd in this he was largely correct. Or vehicle powered by something other than Royal Society and Lord Bishop of Chester) outlinedĤ) in a ‘flying chariot’, meaning presumably a device Typesetting and eBook production by Midland Typesetters, Australia Web: Cataloguing-in-Publication details are available That administers it) has given a remuneration notice to Copyright Agency Whichever is the greater, to be photocopied by any educational institutionįor its educational purposes provided that the educational institution (or body (the Act) allows a maximum of one chapter or 10 per cent of this book, Permission in writing from the publisher. Recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without prior In any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying,
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