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I’ve seen those two before.’
    She focused her attention towards the veranda. One visitor was about her height, the other a little taller.
    ‘How would you know?’ Sam said. ‘We can’t even see their faces.’
    Nell fell silent and scoured her mind for the answer. The moment she closed her eyes, images began to flash; images from her dreams, images she couldn’t even try to explain, not even to Sam. Among the pictures, she found the two strangers. In her mind, she watched them turn around. She crashed back onto the sand with a gasp. They were so close; she could have reached out and touched them. Two pairs of sky-blue eyes stared at her and honey-coloured hair framed the two bronze faces. The older girl had a calm face and the younger appeared to have just sucked on a lemon.
    ‘Nell,’ a voice called from a distance. Hands clasped and shook her shoulders.
    Her eyes opened and she pulled away from Sam’s anxious face.
    ‘What’s going on?’ He tried to help her sit up. ‘You looked like you were in some sort of trance.’
    ‘Both of them are girls,’ she whispered hoarsely, squirming out of Sam’s grasp. Her eyes darted to the front porch. Her father stared hard at the trees. The two strangers followed his gaze. A small groan escaped from deep within Nell’s chest. They were the same faces. The same girls she had just seen in her head. How? Where did they come from?
    ‘They couldn’t have heard us.’ Sam gawped at the veranda.
    ‘They didn’t.’ Her father led the caped girls into the house. ‘They seemed to know we were here.’ She didn’t know how, but was certain she was right.
    ‘Now you really are being a mug.’ He stood up. ‘Let’s go and see.’
    ‘No, I don’t want to.’ She doubted that the heat caused the sweat to drip down her back. Something was happening to her and she didn’t want to know what it was. Maybe she had a brain tumour.
    ‘Why not?’
    ‘Because I don’t like them.’
    ‘How do you know if you like them? You don’t even know them, and you’ve got Buckley’s chance of finding out if you don’t bloody meet them.’
    ‘I don’t want to meet them.’ She wrapped her arms around her legs and rested her chin on her knees.
    Sam hunkered down again. ‘You know? You are weird,’ was all he said.
    She silently thanked him for being quiet. Of course, he was right. She had to take the time to think. Closing her eyes, she blocked everything around her out.
    Her mind immediately filled with pictures of the three bird-men from her dreams. Her own image appeared, as if she was in a movie. Purple wings, two parts apiece, exploded from her back. No, not her back, the sides of her torso. Oversized eagle’s talons took the place of her feet. Great graphics. The bird-men swooped down on her. However, unlike a movie, her terror erupted as she leapt into the air and flew as fast as she could but still only just managed to stay out of the men’s reach. Just as she thought her heart would explode, the scene disappeared.
    Her pulse quietened and joy replaced fear when another scene played out in her mind. Her wings and claws were gone and she rode atop a sea creature. It was bigger than a whale but its neck was long and slender like a swimming dinosaur. A brachiosaurus. The smooth-skinned creature swam along the surface slowly before diving deep under the water. Nell lurched forward and wrapped her arms around its graceful neck but she wasn’t afraid. Without the need for air, she stopped breathing automatically. She delighted in the ride, laughing and stroking the animal.
      A moment later, she shook the scene from her mind. Really great. Now she was having daydreams. Sam was right. She was acting like a mug.
    ‘Look, I’m starving,’ Sam finally said. ‘If you don’t want to go in there, do you want to come to my place?’
    Boys. All they thought about was their stomachs. She shook her head. ‘I’m not hungry.’
    ‘Well, you can’t sit here all day.’ He peered