Hilary couldn’t settle. She could neither walk, sleep nor think. All the processes of mind and body seemed frozen in the limbo between her past and future lives. To be there and not there, to sit in her chair behind her desk in her office and to know that power was slipping away… The knowledge that this was the course she had chosen and that she was right to have done so should have made the process easier but did not. There were days when the notion made her sick with apprehension. She had not phoned Craig. Every day she told herself she must but every day she found excuses not to do so. This agreement must be finalised, that problem resolved. The truth was the prospect of phoning him terrified her. For so many years they had talked of the future, their future when they would be together at last. What if in that time the dream had become the reality? What if when he was faced with her imminent arrival he changed his mind and did not want to go ahead? She must phone him. She did not.
