by davidroseveare_r17j33 | Apr 10, 2019 | Read
January 2005 The sound of thunder, loud and in full stereo, woke Sam. I’d better get back up to the house. It sounds like it’s going to bucket down. Sam stirred from his foetal position, but something felt very different. This wasn’t the cool, well-polished feel of...
by davidroseveare_r17j33 | Apr 10, 2019 | Read
Sarah and friends were ushered politely into a well-furnished modern office with the name ‘Gerard Poleman’ on the door. “Thanks for this,” Sarah said, slumping a little ungracefully into a comfortable chair. “Thanks for letting us come up here. I didn’t feel right...
by davidroseveare_r17j33 | Apr 10, 2019 | Read
Sam sat on the deck at Max’s bach, beer in hand, watching another brilliant summer sunset with the sun’s rays wreaking colourful havoc in the clouds. But he wasn’t enjoying the display. He was troubled, mainly about his future. That future had not become any clearer...
by davidroseveare_r17j33 | Apr 10, 2019 | Read
The next morning dawned clear and mild. Sarah climbed from her childhood bed, wrapped herself in a thick flannelette robe, and crossed to the window to remind herself of the view she had grown up loving. The view extended from the foot hills of the Southern Alps in...
by davidroseveare_r17j33 | Apr 10, 2019 | Read
Lake Wanaka and the Mt. Aspiring National Park had always been a special place for Sam. He’d often gone there as a young man, even before the National Park existed. The clean mountain air blew away so much of the city’s thinking and worries. You could commune with...
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