A tremor in the ocean bed flung a giant wave across the land, carrying me beyond the reach of the tide, leaving me stranded on the shore. I crawled into a cave high on the cliff face and licked my wounds. Small crawling things that shared my dwelling provided me with nourishment. I fed, waited,…Continue Reading “I Came From the Deep”
Wednesday October 24 1962 I was seventeen. “Happy birthday, Celia,” Shirley said. “We’re celebrating tonight.” She and Kath took me to the Kong Nam Restaurant: flocked wallpaper, Formica tables and lanterns. I gorged myself on chop suey and chips, and couldn’t face the fortune cookies, so I wrapped one of the crispy oracles in a…Continue Reading “Ticket to Ride”