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ANNIE’S RISING The ground yielded to Annie Lawson as she slammed down the arrow shaped head of her hoe and cracked the sun-baked clay. This hard-won soil was to be her vegetable garden in the spring. The previous year, drought had beaten her, but the autumn rain would arrive soon— she was certain of that. A cloud of red dust enveloped the woman, clogging her nose and throat, while rivulets of rusty sweat trickled down her neck, creating crimson stains on her shirt. ‘Ma—there’s somebody coming.’ She crossed the broken soil to stand beside he...
Shifting Gears Waltzing into the lounge, I held my trophy high. ‘I won!’ A whiskey glass appeared from the depths of the leather settee and waved a lazy circle in the air. ‘All hail the conquering hero! Congratulations. You won what?—like I give a fuck.’ Gareth sat up to look at me, eyes sullen. ‘The State Dressage Championships. Didn’t you hear me this morning? … I won.’ The elation curdled in my mouth. ‘I should bloody well think so after all the time and money you’ve spent on that horse.’ He took a gul...
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