A Day in Another Life

She had a memory of this world. Beth knew she had lived this life before at some time. As far as she knew, she had not ever visited this part of the country before. But so much of it was familiar to her from somewhere. She just seemed to know where she was going and where everything: the shops, the parks, the cinemas and art galleries, were. Not that she was much of one for cinemas and she’d never been to an art gallery or museum outside of compulsory school visits when she was a child.

Yet h...