"My Dad caused utter confusion when he rang his own Dad at first light. My Grandpa thought at first it was his hearing aids playing up and after making several adjustments, he handed the phone over to his carers who after repeatedly checking confirmed in disbelief that what my Dad was saying was correct! He... Continue Reading →
The more I was able to see how reliable God was, the more in love with God I felt in my human way. I also learned that there was also a key difference in the style, use, and approach of the faith that God gives us, as compared with the faith we have in people.... Continue Reading →
“I didn’t get my money.” “I know. I didn’t send it.” “Are you playing games with me?” she asked angrily. “I thought you wanted to help me!” “I do. How does $ 5000 sound?” Kate repeated the number, then silence. “Are you still there?” Samuel asked. “Yeah… What do I have to do? Marry you?... Continue Reading →
"We had a mystery in our lives - our father - and it was thrilling. Nobody but Mum knew anything about him, not even Gran and Granddad, so we knew he must have been a war hero, probably a spy. All Mum would tell us was that he had had to go away to another... Continue Reading →
Within our family, Horton and Kaye’s dramatic past history assumed that same position of archetypal significance that creation myths held for the distant tribal peoples that lived within the world they made. It gave our lives meaning; it provided the explanation for everything that mattered, whether personal or political. The story was endlessly repeated to... Continue Reading →
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Literary Homicide with TropicalMary 