FictionFor as long as she could, Emily hung back among the shelves of her shop. Being near books was one of the few things that truly comforted her. Her love of fairytales in particular, for the hope in darkness within them, had been the reason she’d started her market bookshop after Robert left her with barely anything following their divorce. Emily picked up a Victorian anthology of fairytales and poems, ran her fingertips along its edges, thinking of all the ways second chances might arrive in a life. Of how much she had to offer someone, how much love she had to give, if only she could find the courage.

MemoirThe third edition of Griffith Review's Sunday-reading summer features Holly Ringland's memoir 'Might be rainbows'. In this moving memoir, Ringland tells the story of her life-changing trip through remote communities in Western Australia to procure Aboriginal artwork, destroying preconceptions...