02 / The Summer of Disruption
5:25am. The phone rings. It’s Sharron. I pick it up half asleep as I am sorting through the final pieces of the suitcases.

“Hi Sharron. Gonna quickly pass you onto Yasmine. In the middle of last minute packing.”

I don’t let her get any words in as I quickly pass the phone over the Yasmine, her voice is weaker than usual. I gestured to Yasmine to keep it brief so that we could make it out of the house by 6am to reach the airport in time.

The world has many ways of making time stop.