Author(s): Will Cox

New Australian Fiction | Literary Fiction

Hyacinth asks Richard about the people in the house. Has he seen them too?When she, Richard, and Sheridan first moved into this house, decades previously, Hyacinth had the notion that there was an old couple still living there. She never saw them, but she felt them, in the air, behind her, around corners. There was never a feeling of solitude. There was always somebody else there. Eventually, the old people left. Or perhaps Hyacinth just became accustomed to filtering them out, like the low hiss of a detuned radio.