Sybil’s home for the summer. She finds her hometown provincial, close-minded. She’s learnt so much – most of it outside of the lecture halls. She cannot wait to exchange experiences with Rebecca. They’ve been in touch via text, but it’s not the same. Like, how can you share how much better fresh mint tea is in a few words? She got up early to buy mint at the market.

‘Hi Billie. What’s that smell?’

‘I prefer Sybil now.’

‘Right. Aren’t you glad to be home? People at uni are so intense.’

Sybil suspects it’s going to be a long summer.