Family, Fiction, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Relationship and marriage, Weather, Writing

The knock

The alarm wakes Lia from a deep slumber. Her hand reaches to her phone, she presses the button to cease its beeping. She throws back the covers and stands at the side of the bed; with a bounce she makes her way to the en suite. 'Oh shit!' she cries. Matty has already left for… Continue reading The knock

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Life changing epiphany

Libby looks out the window at the scenery: palm trees, sandy beaches, blue skies. She smiles at the serenity. Only two days ago, she was in the concrete city; the sun's brightness reflected off the buildings and created a stuffy heat. She had to get out, if only for a few days. Perception is everything,… Continue reading Life changing epiphany

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End of days

It's been a busy week in my household. The last-ever days of primary school for T1 and T2. We've run the whole gamut of emotions, each and every day. Tuesday evening was their graduation ceremony with the Year 6 class, followed by a disco party in the gym at school. There was sparkle in their… Continue reading End of days

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At the local pool

'A what?' I ask. 'Brammer,' she replies. 'Don't you think he's a real brammer?' My friend, Maggie, is always trying to display her superior language skills. 'Never heard it before, so I can't say.' 'A remarkable, attractive person,' Maggie says with a smirk. I can't argue with her. He is quite dishy. As usual, Maggie's… Continue reading At the local pool

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Ball of rage

Leonora watched as her daughter jumped and splashed in the muddy puddle. 'Look Mummy, I'm Peppa Pig!' she called with a crazy giggle. Christ, how Leonora hated that show. Each episode only five minutes, but time dragged on to resemble the length of a rainy, wintry day. Forever, in other words. 'Hattie, stop jumping now,'… Continue reading Ball of rage