A novel I started a few years ago and never finished.
The couple who lived next door were called Kate and Jeremy Hapgood. They were young, in their twenties, and they often interrupted their neighbours' sleep.
On a muggy day early in summer, two orange butterflies were chasing each other around in circles.
The next morning, Miss Thomas went to work with a hangover. She hadn't intended to drink that much, not on a school night, but eating dinner with her friends always had a tendency to get out of hand.