Sadie Kaye — Excerpt: It was like all my phobias had decided to get together and have a child.
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Sadie Kaye — Excerpt: “One of the builders has done a poo in our downstairs toilet. Call me.” I suddenly felt feverish in the sub-Arctic airconditioned meeting room. I tried to shut off the call. Much too late.
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Sadie Kaye — Excerpt: I know I’m not a bad parent because it’s 4.03 am and I’m whispering The Pied Piper to my daughter so as not to wake up anyone else.
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Sadie Kaye — Excerpt: Daddy had salmonella poisoning, but he didn’t know it.
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Sadie Kaye — Excerpt: Rifaz’s startling gift as a writer is to make the heaviest of emotions feel miraculously airborne without sacrificing their weight. The result is a poignant, beautifully crafted narrative that elevates and uplifts.
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