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Clouds hovered in the chilly air this afternoon when Mum swept into the driveway. She parked on the grass, then the two of us trudged inside. The phone was ringing loudly. I quickened my pace after dumping my bag. Entering the study, I grasped it and answered the call. The numbers on the screen told me that it was from Aunty June’s mobile phone.

“Hello, Aunty June,” I answered.

“Oh, hello, Nina,” she responded. “Listen, I was wondering whether you and your family would like to come over for dinner with us tonight.”

The idea sounded lovely, but I didn’t think that Mum would go for it.

“Look, we’ve just gotten home. I’ll ask.” I placed the call on speaker. “Do you want to go over to Aunty June and Uncle Carlos’ night? You’re on speaker.”

“Alright,” Mum agreed, so we got ready and left with Dad, taking action to try to be a happy family, despite our pain.


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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