All Names Have Been Changed (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
15 How can I protect you from this crazy world? A full forty-eight hours elapsed before the north wind finally dropped. The flag mounted over Front Arch collapsed, flayed and crucified upon its pole. The sun shone fiercely throughout the day. I do not remember it faltering for so much as one second. The flash floods had receded, leaving tidemarks of detritus behind. We had gathered upstairs in House Eight in advance of the first workshop of the year. Something looked different after the storm, we agreed, but not even Faye’s keen eye could identify precisely what. The terrain seemed smoother, the edges had gone off things. ‘That tree is new!’ Aisling exclaimed, pointing to the great oak behind the Campanile. It was like returning to a childhood room after an absence of years and finding it altered in scale, though you know it to be the same. The room hasn’t changed; you have. Our surroundings hadn’t changed; we had. The storm had changed us.
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