When Everything Is New

Loes had never expected this to happen, some years ago. But now she walked here, amazed, looking around, enjoying the view. Plenty of land and hills, trees, flowers, plants and grass everywhere. No traffic, no people who were in a hurry, but all quiet and peaceful, that lovely, late Sunday afternoon. Loes was happy. Bas, her husband, snatched a little sleep at home. In the morning they had been to church for the first time in New Zealand, an hour’s drive from here to the city. That church was...