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Death in Amsterdam
By Margaretta Pos
One spring day in Hobart, I was having dinner with my son and Goshwin, my Dutch half-brother, who was visiting us, when the telephone rang. My son answered it. “Grandpa!” he exclaimed, as he always did whenever my father called. Yes, we were together, and he passed the handset to Goshwin, who listened, then stiffened. “I’m coming back,” he said and gave me the ph
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‘Welcome to Your New Life’ book extract
By Anna Goldsworthy
When you are six weeks old, your grandmother Mariah offers to babysit, so that Nicholas and I can venture out to a restaurant. We discuss this for some days: it is a curiously threatening idea.
“Perhaps we could catch up on some sleep instead,” I suggest.
“Pathetic,” he says, but I can see that he is tempted.
We agree to the restaurant, finally, out of a sense
