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Lizzie and I ambled through the front doors of the bowling club. We halted at the sign which encouraged us to wait to be seated. Lizzie leaned back against the wall, fiddling with her purse.

“Thank you for taking me out tonight.”

She smiled a little.

“No worries, Lizzie.” I grinned and then shook my head. “It’s absolutely fine. You’ve had a big month.”

A waitress ambled over before Lizzie could respond.

“Table for two?” she queried.

“Yes, please,” I answered.

The waitress collected two menus and smiled at us.

“Follow me,” she instructed, turning on her heels and walking off towards the tables, bathed in sunlight streaming in through the windows.

Lizzie and I trailed after. The waitress paused at a table near the doors.

“Is this a good spot?” she checked.

I smiled at her.

“Brilliant,” I agreed, then looked to the side.

We sat down, ready for our cousin dinner, to hear about each other’s dreams.


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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