2nd Anna Novak

Oonagh Prettejohn

The trivial conversation of two strangers stalled while Anna Novak’s eyes fixed on the grizzled trunk of a coconut palm ahead of her. They shared

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3rd The Unexpected

Jeanette McInnes

‘Expect the unexpected,’ Dad said as we entered the luggage shop, ‘especially when travelling. The trick is to be adventurous, not foolhardy.’ Of course, at

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1st The Wages of Sin

Jeanette McInnes

‘What’s the point of this?’ Donny whispered cogently. I didn’t know either, but I was a compliant schoolboy, and did whatever I was told. I

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2nd Pencils Poised

Fay McGrath

It was so exciting to be starting Form III, on the brink of learning subjects such as French and Shorthand, and consigning English and Mathematics

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3rd Pay Attention

Fiona Landau

The first rays of glorious light Fractured the clouds of the shy dawn sky Cranes took flight to capture the vista The moon bowed out

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1st Sky High

Ken Cotterill

Sky High Let me tell you a story that I never wrote; the one that got away. We all have stories like this, but I

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2nd Anaphylaxis

Fiona Landau

Anaphylaxis The Ute spat heavily, then coughed with relief as the engine shuddered briefly, as if saving face.  It settled to a rhythmic purr. Suzanne

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3rd A Driving Lesson

Jeanette McInnes

A Driving Lesson ‘Don’t fuss, Judy. All brothers tease. It just means he loves you.’ I tried to accept this assessment in the face of

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1st Free to Dance

tropicaladmins

Free to Dance Solitude was company this morning. Emery stood out on the snow-covered ground, his breath dancing on the crisp, dawn air. 1,2,3,4 1,2,3,4…

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2nd Dying Wish

Philippe Savidis

Dying Wish What’s a promise to a dying man worth? Quite a lot as it turns out. I didn’t think so at the time though.

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3rd Doctor Knows Best

Fay McGrath

Doctor Knows Best What a fake she is. Her fluttering eyelashes are fake, the tanned skin revealed by her stylish outfit is fake, her bust

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1st No Time for Regret

Stephen Chong

No Time for Regret The ancient bench seemed like a reasonable place to park his despondency. The aged wood on rusted metal sounded creak as

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