TOM: Where did you go?
ISOBEL: I took the first plane that came. Lanzarote, as it happened.
TOM: How was that?
ISOBEL: Paradise. I took all my clothes off and walked along the beach. Lanzarote was paradise. But unfortunately no use to me. (She laughs.) You can’t get away. You think you can. You think you’ll fly out. Just leave. Damn the lot of you, and go. Then you think, here I am, stark naked, sky-blue sea, miles of sand — I’ve done it! I’m free! Then you think, yes, just remind me, what am I meant to do again?
-The Secret Rapture
