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When I arrived at Rose’s car, she was already sitting there.


“Sorry,” I apologised, slipping into the car.


Quickly fastening my seatbelt, my hockey bag slipped down my leg.


“No worries,” Rose insisted. “You had a late lecture, whereas I didn’t have any more appointments for the day.”


She switched on the ignition and drove out of the parking spot.


“Last game of the season, hey,” Rose mused, leaning back in her seat. “It’s come around pretty quickly.”


“Yeah.”


I stayed a little quiet on the drive over to the field, where the early games were already underway. I wasn’t devastated by the conclusion of the hockey season, for which we hadn’t made the finals, but it did mark the changing of seasons once again – another winter passing without news about Mitchell, and that’s what was difficult to bear.


 

The younger sister of missing Sydney man Mitchell del Reyan, Nina del Reyan lives on Dharug land in western Sydney. She has recently commenced a teaching degree at Macquarie University. Nina loves her family and friends and is deeply committed to finding answers and justice for the families of missing people.


Abbey Sim is the founder of Huldah Media. She is a creative writing, law and theology student who lives on the lands of the Dharug people in Sydney, Australia. Abbey desires to explore themes of hope, love and longing through her storytelling. She is the author of 'Shadow' and 'From the Wild'.


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