On Place, Space and Belonging

I was recently driving through Box Hill. I was taken aback by how much it had changed. Although the town hall is still there, much of the rest of it has been rebuilt. Same, same, but different. It is no longer the place I remember. With this in mind, there is something strange in reading Fiona Hardy’s Unbury the Dead . The novel takes the reader on a suspenseful journey exploring the intertangled…