NEW WORLD
When I stepped outside on Wednesday morning, I found the world had turned black and white. Well, that isn’t entirely true. It wasn’t all black and white. There was a sepia tint to the sky. It stretched overhead like
A Lost Prayer
Late July The music was still playing when Dalton Changoor vanished into thin air. Marlee, Dalton’s young wife, had only realised he was gone when the winds swept up the yellow tarp that usually covered his red Chevrolet pickup. The tarp now thrashed
