“They say she’s a girl like a garden, it said. “All roses and lavender and spider mums. Too bright, too bright to be there. One foot among the dead, one foot among the living, like a little breathing bridge. Oh, how I’d love to see her. What a pretty, pretty sight she must be.”

“They say she’s a girl like a garden, it said. “All roses and lavender and spider mums. Too bright, too bright to be there. One foot among the dead, one foot among the living, like a little breathing bridge. Oh, how I’d love to see her. What a pretty, pretty sight she must be.”

— Kelly Andrew