Wild Song (2015)

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Genres: Fiction
But I didn’t wake up like I usually did, heart kicking and this horrible panicky feeling clutching round my throat like strangling hands. Because suddenly the nightmare changed. I was swimming in the sea, and I wasn’t scared. The sea was blue and shimmering, not stormy and grey. I was following a black seal, and when I looked at my hand it turned into a flipper.     When I woke I still remembered the dream, and I didn’t feel scared. In the early morning light I looked at my hand. I turned it around, stroked the back of it and shuddered – it felt like it was covered in seal skin.     In the garden I wanted Hannu to tell me the story again. He was busy turning the compost that day but all the time I wanted him to tell me the story. It took a while before I could bring myself to ask for it – I couldn’t ask him that day, or the next, or the one after. And while I was working up to ask him, I hardly noticed that I had started to do little jobs.
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