The Saturday Paper published one of my short stories today. It’s called ‘Passcode’.

Here’s a taste:

'Di’s clothes are piled beside Matt on the sand. He picks up her pullover and presses it to his face. It’s warm and smells of her. He checks the pockets of her jeans and finds her phone. It’s locked but he thumbs in the six digits of her birthday – 080888 – and the screen flowers open, illuminating his face. He smiles and scrolls through Di’s emails and text messages, call history and social media feeds. He tells himself he doesn’t know what he’s looking for, but that’s a lie.’

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