Seeing Bryant again, and seeing him engaged, was a double whammy. Turns out we’d had the same dreams all along, except his had never been about me. “We have to get out of here,” Moa said suddenly. I craned to check the sky. It was getting darker, but the sun hadn't set. Dinner wouldn’t be dished up yet. “We’ve got time.” “No, I mean our life. The same things every day with the same people.” “Mom and the whanau?”
