Narrator

Gender Unspecified | Unspecified | under 3 minutes
Starts on page 4

EXTRACT: as the creek becomes a stream/ there is no force in it still/ It has no bulk or weight/ and merely/ leaves the smear of its wet stomach/ on everything it touches/ sometimes pooling or eddying/ its excesses/ in holes/ that puddle up/ and then join in the evenness/ that becomes a/ trail of flowing/ all in one direction/ a joining and touching of/ raindrops/ the many becoming a mass/ the hours pass/ the rain falls and falls and/ the wet has begun/

Gia

Female | Unspecified | 3 to 5 minutes
Starts on page 53

EXTRACT: I have this fantasy about the insurance guy. Yeah. But wait for it. Yeah, because it's maybe a bit different from what you think I mean when I say fantasy. See, because we were insured for water coming from the creek and not the river and when you looked at our house you could see the branches all pushed one way, which was from the creek but when the insurance guy came and looked at it he said that there was no way of proving that it wasn't from the river and so we weren't insured. Yeah.

Phoebe

Female | Unspecified | under 3 minutes
Starts on page 23

EXTRACT: We'll laugh./He'll have stories to tell./ I should have made him come with me./ I should have insisted./ I should have said I wouldn't leave without him./ I'll never do this again./I'll never let us be separated again./I never will./ I don't care./ I don't care how hard it gets I won't be separated./ The not knowing is the worst./The not knowing. Breathe./He'll be OK.He'll be OK. Oh God let him be OK. Please God let him be alright.