Mrs. Trout began to read, the sonorous yet dulcet timbre of her voice filled every corner of Maggie’s room.   Maggie opened her eyes expecting to find the room around her. With a gasp, she found herself 100 odd miles from anywhere, on a track that appeared unused since the last rains four months…

  Mrs. Trout, with grey shot red hair tied up in a loose pony tail, resplendent in a white blouse, khaki calf leg trousers and Birkenstock slip on’s, took Maggie’s silence and general lack of movement as that of well deserved sleep. Quietly closing the book, she stood, leant over her daughter, and gave her…

  Maggie pondered. Over the weeks come months, Maggie had become an ‘A’ grade ponderer. If Bruce Springsteen had of released the album ‘Born to Ponder’ instead of ‘Born to Run’, she would have been the only thing on the record sleeve.   Lying prostrate upon her hospital bed, Maggie waded through her mind and…

  Hey there World,   A quick update on Maggie Trout, as I have just returned from visiting her in hospital. As far the doctor’s are concerned she is making a good recovery, and Anton the clinical psych. feels her peace of mind is improving. The only person that is showing more concern than usual…

  Like a junkie after a long-awaited hit, Maggie truly revelled in the narcotic effect of the story she had just witnessed. Relaxed and pain-free she lay with a faint smile creasing the sides of her eyes. She felt ‘good’.   The delight of his was only heightened by the revelation that her halo was…

  “How did you sleep dear?” enquired Mrs. Trout the following morning.   “Really well Mum. I don’t remember dreaming about anything, and I actually feel like I have had a proper sleep for once.”   “That is fantastic to hear Maggie! Now,  I spoke to Anton earlier this morning, and he said he is…

  An old lady unexpectedly dropped in for a visit. Sporting blue rinse hair and dressed in a matching blue twinset pants outfit, complete with matched shoe’s, she sat down in the chair on the opposite side of the bed to Mrs. Trout. A long-nosed, black and white, small to  medium-sized dog seated itself beside…

  It took three and a half weeks to track down, but the Moora Police eventually found what they were looking for at Erichs Mechanical on Tootra Street, Moora. The rear trailer that had swung wildly causing loss of life and carnage was in the midst of repair. Upon speaking to both Sam and Mark,…

  Closing her eyes, Maggie took in five slow, deep breaths. Inhaling through her nose, exhaling through her mouth, clearing her mind as she focussed on her breathing. It took time for her to relax enough to remove those unwanted thoughts and sensations from her broken body.   After two or three deep breaths, Mrs….