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Nov 11, 2021
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Renata, only a shadow, whispers after him, our Little Josh (just a whisper) you promised you’d watch him.

NIGHTSHIFT BY LINDSAY SMITH 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 91

They park the car under the trees, the ground carpeted with pine needles, sunlight filtering through. Limeburner unpacking sandwiches, handing one to Little Josh, here Josh.

Little Josh wanders through the trees munching bread and peanut butter, discovering the world.

Renata with a cheeky grin asks peanut butter for me too? Limeburner laughing, kissing her. Sure, the same.

Handing her dark rye bread, an avocado sandwich slathered in her favourite mayonnaise, tomatoes, and alfalfa sprouts, Renata sinking onto a park bench, takes a bite.

Their son finishing his sandwich, throws away the crusts, the birds flying for a feast, running to Renata, his sticky fingers grabbing her dress, a peanut butter smile. You love me don’t you mummy.

Renata takes the pumpkin bread hot from the oven and cuts a piece to taste. Oh, Rickie Lee, it real…

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