What if it ended now, I wondered. It is something that used to occur to me a lot when I was younger. Who I would try to run to or phone in those last few minutes - my parents, my brothers, my husband, my sons, my friends...? Then I thought of how it would be to have no one... And then the sun caught the hills. They were still covered in a patchwork of snow, the dark hedges like seams of crude sewing, and the sun glanced off the crest and made it glow white and I felt that if the world were to end this would be my perfect final vision.