‘Beyond the shed, a line of trees fringe the river and I know the yellow canoe will still be moored to a river red gum and a rope will be hanging noose-like from an overhanging branch. Swinging on the rope carried us over the water and launched us shrieking into a deep dark pool. I remember how it always took a burst of courage to swing away from the bank and let go. I close my eyes. This picture in my head is a safe place to be.’ From the story Precipice In this collection of twenty stories, Beverley Lello explores the spaces we inhabit in our lives, spaces that house memories or offer the possibility of discovery, solace and connection.