Little Bird
ON SATURDAY AFTERNOON I’m lounging in my house re-watching Bridget Jones Diary when my phone rings. “Melisandre,” Harry says. “How are you?” “I’m good, how are you?” “Great. Great. What…
ON SATURDAY AFTERNOON I’m lounging in my house re-watching Bridget Jones Diary when my phone rings. “Melisandre,” Harry says. “How are you?” “I’m good, how are you?” “Great. Great. What…
AFTER A PROTRACTED GAME of cat and mouse, the insurance company finally cut me a cheque for my broken camera lens. I bought the lens online and was notified that…
I see his car before I see him. Only, I don’t know that it’s his. There are a lot of V8’s in this parking lot and I don’t look at…
My mother-in-law is not a pious woman. You are more likely to find her holding a how-to guide on pleasing your man than the Four Gospels. At this particular moment…
The door to Ben’s office is ajar when I get there. I tap lightly and walk in to find Awiti – our elderly tea lady – serving the afternoon snacks.…