Materialised

They just found themselves here,
on a beach, in the sunshine.
Magic must have occurred
or there was a tear
in the time space continuum?

One minute they were walking
down the High Street
breathing in fumes
and looking in shop windows

‘I like that.
Do you think it would suit me?’

‘Yes dear.’

and the next minute
they were here
with so much space and air to spare
it’s almost scary.

Will they ever get back?
And do they want to?