Bec Meets Blair

by Bec Tapscot

We looked across a car park in Brisbane. 

Our eyes flashed, our stomachs jumped. 

We spoke of our lives. 

Kyogle, yes, Kyogle, I’ve lived there. 

Spoken together. 

Parents known to each other, careers the same. Memories of cherished childhood moments. Our souls sparked, our hearts jumped. 

We made our new lives. 

Job Kyogle, yes Kyogle, let’s move there. 

Returned together. 

The land is known to us. 

Memories are cherished with our children.