"Dream diary, Zoë Heriot. Entry 343, for the night of the 21st to 22nd of
June."
Zoë briefly collected her thoughts, then resumed.
"It's been a while since I had any dreams of note. I was beginning to
think they'd stopped altogether. I wonder whether they've still been going
on all this time and I just haven't remembered them.
"I also wonder how on earth I'm going to explain this one to my analyst."
She sipped at her coffee, and took the plunge.
"I was in a vehicle, with Jamie and a lot of people I'm sure I've never
met..."




Chapter 1: The Night We Went To Glastonbury By Way Of Goodwin Sands

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