Corey Maclean

“A thin, flexible, layer of ice had already formed on the water, and the undulating movement caught the light of the setting sun, like a sparkling curtain of light billowing across the bay. Connie tried to capture the moment in her mind as the thin ice shimmered in oranges and reds as it moved between already forming pieces of thicker ice.”
― Sheena Billett, From Manchester to the Arctic: Nurse Sanders embarks on an adventure that will change her life

“It was almost 3 a.m. before Connie got into bed. Sipping cocoa in the cold daylight and listening to the silence, only punctuated by the distant barking of dogs, she began to wonder what she had done. What if she had made a disastrous mistake?”
― Sheena Billett, From Manchester to the Arctic: Nurse Sanders embarks on an adventure that will change her life

“I don’t think I’ll ever forget this day,’ Connie said. ‘I want to soak up every single moment, so that I can remember it when I’m old. Remember that I…we, did this. I want to have stories to tell when I’m old. I want to have done things.”
― Sheena Billett, From Manchester to the Arctic: Nurse Sanders embarks on an adventure that will change her life

“As she was putting her boots on Daisy threw a barb over her shoulder that struck Connie right in the middle of her chest. ‘Grow up, Connie! This place is not for faint-hearted romantics!”
― Sheena Billett, From Manchester to the Arctic: Nurse Sanders embarks on an adventure that will change her life