the ‘accident’. Death in custody. Another one. You hear the rumours and they’re not pretty. But he was never gonna be old bones. Too much fire. Too much truth. Good bloke, Jonno. Really good bloke. Broke my heart a bit when I heard. And me? I’m doing what he asked. Place is leased out. I’m travelling with the young bloke now. Keepin’ an eye on him. You wouldn’t credit what I’ve seen. Stuff I’d never dreamed could happen. Good stuff. But the clouds are gathering. News spreads. The wrong people are taking notice. And we’re heading to the city now. Might all end in tears. But I’ll be there, whatever. I heard that voice and I heard that cockatoo’s call. I’ve been under the water, and I’ve come up. I reckon if it can happen once, there’s no reason to think it can’t happen again. I told that to the young bloke. He just smiled. Then we started to laugh. 20
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