On Bear Ridge

<i>One minute we had customers the next minute there was no-one.</i><br/><i><br/></i>In a lost village blurred by redrawn borders hidden under a crumb on the map Bear Ridge Stores still stands.<br/>After a hundred years the family butchers and grocers - a place for odds and ends contraband goods and the last petrol pump for 30 miles - is now silent. But owners John Daniel and Noni are not leaving.<br/><br/>They are defiantly drinking the remaining whiskey and remembering good times when everyone was on the same side and the old language shone. Outside in the dark a figure is making their way towards them.<br/><br/>A semi-autobiographical story about the places we leave behind the indelible marks they make on us and the unreliable memories we hold onto.