You would think not much ever happens in the sleepy towns and dusty valleys of the Eastern Cape, yet look deeper. On shade-dappled farmhouse porches and in the back rooms of rented settler-era cottages, stories unfold every day – of loss, love, betrayal, obsession – and fish. In the ‘80s and 90s author Marion Baxter cut a solitary and eccentric figure in provincial society. Her introspection belied a pen that wouldn’t stop writing about the people and places around her. An author is, above all, an observer – and Baxter’s writings stand as a high definition showcase of the place and time where she lived out her latter years. Baxter passed away from advanced breast cancer in July 2002, leaving behind a stack of manuscripts in her Rhodes University office. This volume of stories was on the top.