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Bella flipped open her laptop on our kitchen table, while I wandered up the stairs.

“What would you like to drink?” I queried.

I ambled into the kitchen and opened the fridge, peering into it at the options.

“Do you have any juice?” Bella wanted to know. “I feel like a juice.”

I retrieved the partially full bottle of orange juice from the fridge door, then pushed it shut.

“We do indeed,” I confirmed. “We’ve got that nice orange juice that Natalie and Greg get.”

After we finished our juice, we made tracks for our first errand of the day. This was the perfect way to spend a summer Sunday, after my birthday. Golden sunlight caused the bonnet of Bella’s car to glimmer as she pulled up outside the camping shop. She parked, then we stepped out as Bella grabbed her paperwork. After she locked her car, we ambled over to the front doors of the shop, which parted to allow us to enter.

“Are you alright?” I whispered the question.

“Yep,” Bella agreed with a deep breath.

A shop worker ambled over towards us.

“Hello, how are you?” he greeted us with a grin. “How can I help you?”

“Hello,” Bella responded. “I’m looking to buy a caravan for my babysitting business.”

“Alright.” The man rubbed his palms against each other in thought. “So you’re not looking for something with a home-like fitout?”

“Probably not,” Bella answered.


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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