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Praying for you all this evening. Will pass on your apologies to the group. Are you comfortable with me letting them know? – Timmy


The message came through on Wednesday evening, when I was sitting by Geoff’s bed, with Natalie and Greg sitting on the other side.


“Who’s that?” Geoff wanted to know.


“Timmy,” I answered, glancing up from my phone. “Are you alright with him telling the group at the library about what happened? Obviously I’m not going there tonight.”


“I don’t mind them knowing,” Geoff replied. “It happened, no hiding it.”


He swallowed. I wanted to scream about just how close we’d come to losing Geoff, but I didn’t think that it would be helpful for his state of mind. Eventually, once it was close to midnight, Mum returned to the hospital to drive me home. I checked the group chat, needing to ensure – at some stage – that my bridesmaid dress fit. I changed out of my day clothes, which stank, and into my pyjamas. While I should have had a shower, I couldn’t have been bothered. I rolled into bed, checking my phone. An article on the ABC detailed what had happened with Geoff. I found myself reading it, even though I knew it wasn’t good for my mental health, either. The journalist seemed not to know Geoff’s identity.


 

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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