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The Suburban Lake

Isa was feeding the moorhens that stumbled out of the water, their feet too big and the feathers still sparse on the baldheads of the babies. She took handfuls of crumbled crisps from her rucksack and they pecked her palms. Isa watched the skinny dippers getting in and out and a young girl perching on a branch high above the water, her red hair and blue swimsuit reminded Isa of a kingfisher as she twittered, twisted and turned. An electric blue streak flashed as the girl fell into the dark, green water.

Story by:

Sarah Cave

submitted at 10:21am

17 December 2010