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The evening would be for smuggling takeaway into the nursing home where Grandpa, Geoff’s great-grandfather, was celebrating his one-hundred-and-seventh birthday. Grandpa ate a small chips and drank a cappuccino with glee. Geoff and I sat on the carpeted floor.

“What did you get up to today, Grandpa?” he asked.

“Well, the girls took me up to church this morning.”

“The local minister comes in on a Thursday to do a service here,” Natalie explained.

“And he’s a lovely young man,” Grandpa assured. “The ministers seem to be getting younger and younger these days, I feel.”

Geoff and Natalie exchanged a knowing glance.

“And what did you fill your day with?”

“Well, I kept myself busy,” Natalie answered. “I’ve been working on the business. What do you reckon about that, Grandpa? Maybe I could sell my blankets.”

“That’d be beaut, Nattie.”

Geoff started rubbing my shoulders and I tried not to moan, instead smiling while we continued to listen to Natalie speaking.


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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