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Woman

Female | 50s | 5 to 10 minutes
Starts on page 2

EXTRACT: Oh god, don't look at me! I haven't put my face on and I'm having a bad hair day. It's just a frizz frizzy mess and these tips are not what I wanted. The regrowth! Craig says I look like an endangered tiger, well I say, take me out the back and shoot me right now I look that bad. Honestly! Normally I don't do anything without a bit of lippy. Oh well, I've been caught out haven't I? Can't do much about it now!


Gillian

Female | 60+ | 5 to 10 minutes
Starts on page 8

EXTRACT: If the truth be known, it was not the actual criminal act that I enjoyed. No, no, if the truth be told at all (and now it seems as if it most definitely will be, judging by the oh so serious expression on your handsome face), it was the moments afterward that I enjoyed the best. That moment when my Jimmy Choo would connect with the accelerator and I'd zoom off up the Hume. In that moment I'd actually feel my blood cursing through the veins and arteries, toward my heart and back again.


Woman

Female | 60+ | 5 to 10 minutes
Starts on page 15

EXTRACT: If the truth be told, I've always been envious of her. Yes, yes I have. Look, there she goes, there she goes as we all do, hurrying back home on a Friday night. We've got the last minute essentials; the wine, the flowers and the fresh bread rolls and we're eager to be back in our comfortable homes. There's Rachel and Sarah and Dinah and her. It's always the five of us at this time.


Woman

Male | 50s | 5 to 10 minutes
Starts on page 20

EXTRACT: I'll tell you my first fuckin' mistake, (drags) callin' him Brayden. If I had have called him Hugo, or William or fuckin' Theodore, this stuff wouldn't have been half as hard for him. No, all my choices there were up shit creek: Braydon, Brandon, Jayden and Jaxon, Brodie, Bhodie, Brenton and Brogan- these were all my favourites.


Belinda

Female | 50s | 5 to 10 minutes
Starts on page 28

EXTRACT: The coppers are friendly enough. They've offered the phone call (I declined), given me a Big Mac and asked if I needed an extra pair of clothes. When you get hauled out of your home at 3.00am it is hard to look decent, let alone feel warm. Now, with the young cop's jumper on, I feel almost happy, as though I'm at a friend's house or something./I get the interest in the case, I do.