"I was thinking of going back home for Easter" Sacha told Hannah when they passed in the corridor one afternoon.

"When's Easter again?" Hannah asked.

"This weekend."

"Oh. Shit! I figured it must be soon. You know, Easter eggs and all that."

"I guess you don't have any particular plans for Easter?" Sacha asked.

"What, apart from the four-day weekend? That's gonna be pretty sweet."

"Other than drinking, I meant."

Hannah shook her head, and smiled wryly. "It's not a big holiday in the Jewish calendar" she said. "Have you booked your tickets yet? You going by 'plane?"

"Yeah. No, not yet."

"You'd wanna get on that. They'll fill up!"

"People'll mainly be going in the other direction" Sacha replied. "People tend to leave Canberra at Easter, rather than go there."

"I can see that."

"Careful!"

"I'm just saying . . ."

"You were raised in Melbourne. You wouldn't understand."

"Understand what?" Hannah cocked her head.

"Being from another place. Being homesick about it. Melbourne's great, and it's easy to live in - damn easy - but it doesn't stop you getting homesick."

"Well, I was raised in Elsternwick . . ."

"So?"

"So now I'm in Brunswick."

"It's just the other side of the river!"

"Hey, it's a thing, all the same."

"Yeah." Sacha scratched her arm. "I can never figure that out."

"Have you ever even been to St. Kilda, since you came here?"

Sacha shook her head without saying anything. Hannah had her there.

"Well look who's talking now, Miss 'It's-only-a-river'!" she teased Sacha. Then her demeanour changed. "I can't believe you've never been to St. Kilda, Sash, I've gotta take you there some time."

"Is it that good?"

Hannah shrugged. "It's all right."