The Book of Malachi
Page 29
I smile to myself. No one can silence me and my Glossia.
A loving presence visits my heart suddenly. It expands and aches like Tamba’s cocaine high. Grace, I think it is.
Vicki is sitting on the bench, her thighs slightly apart. The flames from the far-away rig flicker in her purple eyes. She is watching me now with unbelievable tenderness.
She will get asylum, I know this in my heart. And Grace will be the name of our first daughter.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Thank you to David for floating our boat while I was on the rig, and to all my beautiful children for always, always calling me back to land.
Thank you to my agent, Isobel, for loving Malachi, and to Henrietta, my editor, for not shutting him up.
Thank you to Sophie at Titan Books for taking this story across the sea.
T.C. Farren is a novelist, prize-winning screenwriter and former journalist. Her work has been shortlisted for the Sunday Times (SA) Fiction Prize, adapted into the feature films, and received numerous film festival awards.
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