It was the summer of 65, and a bunch of my mates and I rode our motorbikes down to Ohope Beach on the east coast of the North Island. We were all eighteen and at the end of our first full year working. A mate's father had delivered our tent and some camping gear for us as he drove through to Opotiki, where the family had a holiday bach. Shaun's father's ability to deliver our heavier items was one reason we chose Ohope Be...

After I left Allison early that Wednesday morning, I wandered pensively back to our campsite. I knew I needed to be cautious about who I told what had happened that night if I told anyone at all. And yet, I wanted to yell it out loud to the world. As I entered our tent, I noticed Phil tucked in his sleeping bag. That was a relief, as I thought Allison may have missed him when she looked in earlier that night, and he might...

At about 5:30 pm, Allison arrived back. She was visibly annoyed and upset and glared at Hayley as she exited the car. She forced a smile and nodded to me, but my guilt boiled to the surface, and I glanced away. She turned back to Hayley and tore into her about being so selfish and not travelling with her to Rotorua. Hayley asked her what she was so upset about. I stepped to the side to keep out of the way. She took a few...