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

The Doctor

Fay falls back into her seat. The door is ajar. She sips from her bottle before looking up her next patient. 'Oh great,' Fay mutters when she sees the name on her computer screen. Mrs Donnellan. She barely needs to bring up Mrs Donnellan's history. A frequent flyer. A lonely time waster who'll suck away… Continue reading The Doctor

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

The Sandcastle

'You can't do that!' Madeleine yelled. She watched as her brother, Billy, kicked over her sandcastle. 'Mum!' she screamed. She glanced around the beach for her mum. There she was, back with little Ollie, rubbing sunscreen on his body. His hat had an elastic strap under his neck, making his chin look chubbier than usual.… Continue reading The Sandcastle

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Offer for Patricia

'But what will I have to do?' Patricia asked. Her cheeks were flushed, a deep rosy red and she was wringing her hands. 'Oh, it's nothing too dramatic,' Mr Burns replied. 'Pretty cushy, really. Answer telephone calls, grab morning tea orders from staff and phone them through to the cafe. Stationery orders. Greet visitors, sign… Continue reading Offer for Patricia

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Driving a manual

Ella got behind the wheel. 'What's this?' she asked, incredulously looking at the stick in the centre console, with the knob on top. 'It's the gear stick,' Ella's boyfriend, Nick, replied. 'What?' 'It's how you change gears, El,' Nick said. 'But I thought the car just did that.' 'Only in automatics. This is a manual.… Continue reading Driving a manual

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Marathon

Laura felt great. She was keeping a nice rhythm, her head and body in sync. She was ahead of the pack, too. Oh, she could hear the collective pounding of their feet hitting the road. But she was in front of them and there were perhaps ten or so others in front of her. Not… Continue reading Marathon