Fiction
Justin Quinn

The West Stand

The Fitzsimonses’ house, about the size of an English manor, was on the middle stretch of Avoca Avenue …

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Emma Martin

Visiting Edie

Pebbles shifted underfoot as Luisa walked up the driveway to Edie’s house.

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Marli Roode

A Season in Paradise

I find him in Empangeni. My father lies on his back at the edge of the sugar-cane valley, one arm under his head, the other flung out, fingers plaiting scrub and yellow weed flowers.

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Alys Conran

The Room

There is only the room.

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