On the morning of the wedding, I awoke at 3am. I thought that it would have been morning. Somehow I managed to get a little bit of extra...

I arrived at Callista’s family home in Winston Hills in the afternoon. It was the day before her wedding to Tom, compelling thoughts to...

I was standing outside Aunty June’s bakery in Baulkham Hills, leaning against the glass cabinet while discretely chatting with Hayley....

Entering the church, I took a deep breath. I walked down the aisle, then turned around. Delilah was glowing and the room seemed to pause...

I rang the doorbell at Callista’s family home. After waiting for a moment, I heard footsteps from within the house, before the door...

I slipped into the back seat of Mum’s car. She looked over her shoulder at me. “You didn’t have your phone with you today, did you?” Mum...

A number of us were rocking forward on our plastic library chairs, shaking with worry and concern. It didn’t seem like that long ago that...

The afternoon news on the television played as a soundtrack. I changed out of my work uniform and into a hot pink single top and white...

Dad pulled the car into an empty spot. We piled out of it with our bags of food, into the concrete carpark at Seven Hills Train Station....

My phone beeped. I reached across and grabbed it from the shelf. There was one new message, from Delilah. Hi Nina, Hope you’re going...