Holly’s Story (The Final Part)

Miss Harvey was back to her bubbly self—and then some. During the morning lessons, her rhymes were catchy, her activities were extra-fun, and her jokes had never been cornier. She even made the multiplication test enjoyable. At morning tea time she asked Holly to stay back. Holly took a deep breath and waited at her... Continue Reading →

Holly’s Story (Part 5)

Holly stared in wonder at the weeping adult in front of her. She looked about the room and the windows to see if anyone else was seeing what she was seeing. There was no one. Squeals and laughter called from the playground. A distant tonk of plastic bat on tennis ball had Holly thinking for... Continue Reading →

Holly’s Story (Part 4)

Miss Harvey picked up the notebook. "You have a gift for writing," she said, though she seemed unimpressed. "Your style is very... uh..." Her voice trailed off. She set the book down, raised her head and drew a deep breath. She turned to face Holly, her lips screwed up to one side. She stared at... Continue Reading →

Holly’s Story (Part 2)

Holly was good at cricket. Playing cricket on the oval at lunchtime was the closest she had come to making friends so far at her new school. When she played, some of the older boys talked with her and joked with her—no one else ever did. But today she didn't play. She just sat on... Continue Reading →

The Heist (Part 4)

"Hey man," I said. "Taking a break?" "Oh, no," he replied. "It's done." "Seriously?" "Yeah," he said, getting up from the couch. "Let me show you." He led me into his workroom and showed me what he had produced. "I give you… Family Picnic by the Bay," he said with great satisfaction. I took one... Continue Reading →

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