It was a typical junior kids’ footy match with parents cheering on their kids from the boundary fence, their cars parked behind them. My son was playing particularly well today as I watched from the side. It was my usual ‘Saturday morning’ ritual in the small town where I lived. His dad was often away on business over the weekend. “Yes, yet again!” I sighed out loudly, totally frustrated. Everything seemed to fall on my s...

Though we both parked our cars in the same spot all last season and stood close together at the footy game every week, it was only last week that Colin gathered the courage to approach me. I hadn’t noticed before, but it was a very secluded place with a large factory wall behind us. For some reason, no one else parked near this spot. All the other parents were at the other end of the field. No one would notice us as we me...