Figaro’s eyes began to close. His head sank, heavy as a brick, right onto the comic that Rumba wanted to read. Rumba sighed. He really, really wanted to read that comic. It was called The Little Ghost Cat. I’ll just try giving the corner a tug, he thought. Slowly, gently, he pulled the comic out ...
I'm still at home in my nightie, searching for the church. My street directory seems to have lost most of the eastern suburbs. I flip to the cover – a 2001 directory – Christ, it's five years old! I haven't been to a church since Maria was married nearly twenty years ago, let alone this one, a bl...
Cordelia was performing a stand-up comedy act. ‘You, boy.’ She pointed imperiously. ‘Find another toga for me! Look at this one, all splattered with gladiator blood. How can I cook for the Emperor in this state?’ In a nanosecond she could change her identity, her body lang...
Esmerelda Daniel waves at me through the window. He’s holding something in his hand. It’s a teddy bear, with only one eye. I try to lift up the glass but the window is locked. Now Jackson appears behind Daniel. He’s waving a teddy, too. I fiddle wit...
I don’t know what I’ve done. When I go into her room she says, ‘I’m busy, Jeremy.’ Yesterday was so hot, but she wouldn’t take me to the pool. ‘It’s the only place we’ll be safe,’ I said. ‘The man on the radio told us we’re having a heat shave.’ ‘I’m busy,’ she said. What I want to know is, how c...