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

Gifted

'Look!' Millie squeals. She jumps up and down, her legs kicking backwards. Her eyes are sparkling; the blue of her iris seems brighter, glossy even. 'What is it Millsy?' I ask. She's a wonder this kid. Only five, yet off-the-chart intelligent. Actually, she's been off the charts for everything since birth. Apgar, length, weight, for… Continue reading Gifted

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

Party time

'I'll pass, thanks.' The voice is sharp, cutting. Jackie glances up, shocked. The woman's eyes are dark, her jaw clenched. Somehow, Jackie has offended her. 'Of course,' Jackie responds. She gives the woman a smile and begins to move on. 'To be honest,' the woman continues. 'I think you're wrong even hosting this. In these… Continue reading Party time

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

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

Nelly and Paul

It strikes Nelly anew that trust is built over minutes, hours, years. Decades even, if you get that far. She sips her chamomile tea; its calming aroma does its job. She sighs, and dries her eyes. When Paul came home last night, she knew immediately that something was amiss. 'You right?' she asked, looking up… Continue reading Nelly and Paul

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

The beginning of the end

Losing water was the first sign. Initially Mara thought she'd forgotten to pay the bill. She went to make a call and found the phone lines were down, too. 'Brad?' she called. 'Are we up to date with the bills?' Rustling from the back garden was the only response. 'Brad!' This time she yelled. 'Huh?'… Continue reading The beginning of the end