As the flood water rushed around her sweeping everything away in front of its path, Rachel Hood-Engle briefly had to come to grips with the most terrible of questions.
Is this it? Death?
Clinging to a tree branch in the torrent while simultaneously maintaining a suitcase containing the last of her possessions; a family bible, photos of loved-ones, mementos. Nothing of tremendous monetary value but incalculable personal provenance…