The white cliffs

Adam and Lily meet in a little seaside caf_ in winter. It's bleak and lonely, and they're both looking for love. Far out at sea, they can see a dark shape that moves and shifts. It looks like an island - but no one else seems to know what it is. In fact, no one else admits to seeing it. Adam is a writer who isn't writing anything; Lily is a waitress who says she is French. But nothing is what it seems. When they reach the island it's not black but white. And white cliffs rise above them. Beneath them, the sea itself, lie the ghosts of the past.