You Are Here

by David Nicholls

imbue the act with too much symbolism.

no pores or follicles.

raffish

repulsiv...

presumptuous

assignation

he wondered whom he was betraying.

though he couldn’t quite take them in.

nothing’s going to come of it

carry on walking to the sea?’

raucous

all this could have been avoided if she’d simply gone home last Tuesday as planned.

reacclimatised,

to have been suckered by hope, scammed by human interaction.

pellet

The last week had changed her and now she must change back.

fights and feuds

selfie with a self-deprecating comment.

forecourt

Cheap daffodils were in season and recklessly she bought some to cheer the place up. And then my heart with pleasure fills/And dances with the supermarket daffodils.

the air frigid and stale.

unlaced her boots

reacquainting herself with the sounds of her world,

the lip-smack

the buds were not yet open,

Grimy and sticky, bruised and exhausted,

Remember, the solitude is the point.

Do not fall apart, keep it together.

The kippers had left him thirsty,

He half made the bed – he liked a hotel room to be tidy when he left

Hambleton Hills.

the biggest challenge boredom, boredom and perhaps despair, This is fine it will pass just keep going

outhouses,

silage

still alone but feeling...

circumference o...

Stay calm. Look at your map, retrace your steps.

racing through the chapters,

finding a kind of comfort in the rhythm of it,

Blissfully, she was free of all those thoughts.

by no means

He knew that a landscape is not altered by one person’s absence, but the woods and lanes did seem dull, the patchworked fields just that, patched together.

might as well

The simplicity of the route allowed him time to think,

Hambleton Hills

Cleveland Hills

North York...

On the maps, they looked formidably bare...

it must be possible to have a fun time on the Moors, but even so, he felt apprehension at what lay ahead.

Danby Wiske and Oaktree Hill, Harlsey and Ingleby