“It’s definitely a fort,” he says. “No, it’s a castle,” she says. “What’s the difference anyway?” the son-in-law steps in. They google it and she smiles. “It’s definitely a castle,” she says as she pictures future grandchildren dressed as princesses in tiaras and fairy wings, or brave knights slaying dragons from turreted heights. It’s just a little paved area he’s…
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A Fort or a Castle?
Stand
‘Mum! Dad’s had an accident!’ The terror in her voice sent my pulse racing and my mind leaping. ‘Here, he’s on the phone.’ He’s conscious… breathe, I tell myself. He’d hit black ice on a roundabout. His motorbike just slid right out from under him. The road met him hard. Some people had helped him lift his bike and he’d…
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The Bench
Adrenalin still pumping and her body needing to move, she clipped the lead onto the puppy and headed out the door. The interview went well, but she had no idea where she stood in the line of applicants. The bright sky day invited her up a nearby hill where the view of the mountains and ranges and the city below…
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Stepping Out
The interview was coming up and she didn’t have a clue what to wear. Her first interview in well over 20 years. To say she was nervous was a serious understatement. She rang a dear friend with experience and knowledge who carved out half an hour of her time. Pure gold. From what to expect, how to answer, to breaking…
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Bark Ribbons
The strips of bark hung like ribbons playing in the wind off the branches overhead. Such an old tree, must have stood there for generations, seen children grow by her roots, and then their children. Yet the branches overhead look young, the bark stripping back the old revealing new looking, smooth limbs. She ponders the stripping back. It’s revealing, raw,…
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