Everything is familiar But everything has changed Coming back to the little community is like walking into a nightmare for Jim Gardener poet drunk potential suicide It all looks the same the house the furniture Jim's friend Bobbi her beagle (though ageing) even the woods out at the back But it was in the woods that Bobbi stumbled over the odd part-buried object & felt a peculiar tingle as she brushed the soft earth away Everything is familiar But everything is about to change