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Special Sneak Peek Chapter

Present Day Sunlight reflects off the ruby-red football discarded on the freshly cut lawn. A long-dormant urge to kick it stirs me. But we’re not at Apex Park for my amusement. It’s our weekly mothers’ group catch-up. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves of the Moreton Bay Fig tree looming over our small gathering of...