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had already grown up and left home. Lucy
wondered if Thelma would really know much about what the local kids
were up to. Still, it was always nice to see her and she just loved
having tea there.
    They drove back home to the studio. It was about lunchtime and
they grabbed a quick sandwich and drink of squash. Lucy wondered
what Spirit was doing. In fact her thoughts turned to what Spirit
was up to several times a day. She’d reach out to him with her mind
later on and see what he was up to.
    Bethany had to work on her painting that afternoon and told
Lucy that she also had an important visitor. If all went well it
might lead to another commission. She told Lucy that she was
welcome to stay when the visitor showed up, but that she needed to
be on her best behaviour.
    Lucy mooched out into the farmyard and wondered if she could
hang out with Mary, but she could see that Mary was in her cramped
office with the phone clamped firmly to the side of her head, so
she guessed not.
    Lucy strolled over into one of the fields next to the farm.
There was no livestock there at the moment and Lucy sat down on the
grass and chewed a long stalk. The sun was warm and she lay back
with her hands behind her head. She could hear the drone of insects
in the distance and watched absent mindedly as a bumble bee made
its erratic way from one buttercup to the next. Lucy thought she’d
rest her eyes for a moment. After all she’d got up very early that
morning.
    Lucy soon dozed off and dreamt of Spirit and the pod cruising
lazily along through the waters off the coast. What seemed like
freezing cold sea to her was warm to the dolphins and especially
with the sun on their backs they were enjoying the summer
temperatures too. They’d eaten earlier and were contented enough to
play and talk without overly exerting themselves. Lucy had dreamt
of dolphins for as long as she could remember but it was only
earlier this year that she’d realised that they were more than
simple dreams and that she was able to actually stretch out with
her mind and communicate with the dolphins and Spirit in
particular.
    Lucy woke up again forty minutes later with a stiff neck but a
happy feeling in her heart. Dreaming about dolphins almost always
made her feel contented inside. The sun had passed behind the hedge
and it was that which had saved her from getting sunburnt. The air
was cooler out of the sunshine. The insects still buzzed in the
grass and she heard the plaintiff baa of a sheep in a field
nearby.
    She rolled over onto her tummy and stared at the tuft of grass
in front of her. A small beetle with a brilliant iridescent green
wing casing was crawling laboriously through the stems of grass.
She wondered if it realised that a giant was watching its every
movement, just centimetres away. What if people in turn were being
observed by aliens from a far-away galaxy, as oblivious to the fact
as the beetle was? The thought made her mind reel.
    She plucked a blade of grass from the tussock and held it out
so that the beetle crawled up it and then down onto her hand. The
beetle paused, sensing a change in the air, opened its wing casing
and flew away on the breeze.
    Lucy got up and stretched, before ambling slowly back to the
farmyard. A car had pulled up outside Bethany’s studio and she
guessed that it must be the special visitor that Bethany had talked
about. Lucy decided against barging in on their conversation and
opted to stay outside instead. Just then she noticed Mary’s husband
Darren sitting on the stone steps at the front door of the
farmhouse drinking a mug of coffee in the sunshine. She walked over
to him. He’d taken off his jacket and had loosened his
tie.
    ‘ You’re back home early’ she commented. Darren patted the stone
slab next to him for her to sit down too.
    ‘ I escaped from a meeting. There wasn’t time to go back to the
office so I thought I’d just come on home. How are you Lucy? Having
fun?’
    ‘ Yeah, it’s great here. I wish I could