Lately Mirabelle had reflected wistfully if people even noticed her – a smartly dressed woman who came and went along the Promenade, always alone.
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It seemed to me that these months of watching and listening, second-guessing words and phrases, seeking so much that was new, had somehow changed me.

By Sara Sheridan

We might give her presents, tell some tales, but would she ever be able to really understand what the journey had been like for us?

By Sara Sheridan

The jungle is alive. It’s dangerous as a living nightmare and brimful of hostility.

By Sara Sheridan

Such a night cannot be shaken from a woman’s memory. Such a night changes your life forever.

By Sara Sheridan
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