out wood fit william south elm all wick bent cast meadow hall field
Her Father suggests, ‘Why don’t you see which words might go together?’
She knows William is a name, she has seen photographs in the newspaper of a man named William, another English soldier with a helicopter and a sword. She knows south is not a thing but the direction she has come from and where half the trains head back towards.
Elm, she does not know, wick, she does not know, nor meadow.
Xoriyo has heard one word before, not just on the tannoy but her parents too, ‘Chef field.’
Xoriyo knows everyone is hungry and they have to take the vouchers to the big shop which means going under the dead pigeon bridge or past the door back to Somalia.