I enjoyed this last instalment of the story of Jennifer Morrison King from Woody Creek. I am disappointed that there is not another book to carry on the story as I would have liked to see what happened after Jenny found her son Jim again and I would have liked to have seen how Georgie and Margot...
There were a lot of characters I did not like in this book. Vern just becomes more of a bastard as the series goes along. And seriously, could anything worse happen to Jenny?! I think the story lines of her getting raped is becoming a little old now. One minute I love her character and then I...
Ann Burton was born on a river bank the night her father tried to burn their house down. Six years later her sister Liza disappears while they are staying at their uncle's property. What Ann sees that day robs her of her memory and her speech. Ann escapes her anguished childhood, finding love and...
At seven-thirty, a chainsaw began its roar outside Stella’s lounge room, and limbs began falling. She took her breakfast upstairs to her father’s study. Its window looked down on Wilson’s property, and from her seat at her father’s desk she could watch the worker, at home in the trees, his chains...
She’d been talking since she’d sat down, and Jenny listening, wide eyed. ‘I don’t think either of them saw me. I hope they didn’t. I was standing well back with Reg. But, my God, you should have seen the way Lorna looked at Amber. She’d been hanging on to her arm, and when she realised who she wa...
As Tom unlocked and opened his front door, the widow pushed by and flounced ahead of him to the lifted end of his counter. ‘I said half an hour. I take it you haven’t got a clock down there, Mrs Dolan?’ ‘I came up here this morning and I told you all I knew about that Squire girl and I haven’t le...
He’d killed a warder in a failed jailbreak, but no one had believed they’d actually hang him. This was Australia, and how could a man be paid enough to murder another in cold blood? How could he sleep at night knowing that he’d taken a life? ‘They fry them with electricity in America,’ Raelene sa...
Their mock-up portraits hadn’t overly concerned him. The shot of Nelly and her loaded trolley exiting the public toilets concerned him. He was making mistakes, and get two of them side by side and like mice they bred. He’d bred up a plague with this one, and he’d known it. He’d intended buying Ne...
Six long hours of driving behind me and I am almost there, almost home. The town slinks out of a flat red landscape, its dusty trees sprinkling dusty shade on dusty walls. Tin roofs glare as I pass, small windows stare, trees still gossip about me; I tell stories of my home town but I edit them w...
For some time I have been looking to the needs of Pa. I tidy his room and straighten the tumble of his bedding, and each week clean it in the air-tub, and because I do these small things for him, it does me no harm to also see to Lenny’s needs. This morning when I go to his room I find he has lef...
She knocked, but was ignored, or not heard. Walked around to the window, but the curtains were drawn. Attempted to open a window that had never opened, not when they’d furnished that room as a nursery fourteen years ago. She tapped gently on it, wanting her girl to pull back the curtain. Cecelia ...
He wanted it, but he couldn’t have it here where Harry, the gardener, the bloody manager, or some other busybody might come knocking at his door. He didn’t let any of them in, but they kept on coming. His thumb splint was off and the skin graft looked like what it was, a piece of swollen red bum....
Morrie had money in Australia and an elderly accountant in Brunswick. A phone call to him and Barry’s bill had been paid, along with a sizeable tip for twelve months’ storage. How fine it would be to call up your accountant when the bills came in, Cara thought. And how fine it was to slide in beh...
He drags the old couch free. Eddy is up on a chair pulling down dusty packets of pills. There are eight packets of Valium, some ancient, the packets faded, but the pills are still sealed up tight inside the bubble packs. There are two packets of Aropax, which are antidepressants, two lots of flui...