Flinders Trekking With the T-Team (3)

The rain followed the ants and began pelting down on the car roof.
‘Get to higher ground.’ Barney thumped his thighs. ‘Argh! An ant!’
‘Remember our friends from church?’ I said. ‘They got caught in a flood in the Flinders.’

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Out of the Chocolate Box (50)

‘You know, I am always amazed at who one finds behind sheds.’ I broke the trance of silence. I hate silences.
‘Holly, you are here.’ Günter gave me a sideways glance. I was on one side of the surfboard and he was on the other side.
‘Yes, I am here,’ I replied. I was unsure how to act. Right there, right at that moment, Günter was hot—in more ways than one. Perspiration dripped down his cheek. But I was unsure. Would he stay that way? ‘Why here? What’s the deal with the behind the shed business?’ I pushed for a reaction. ‘Oh, god, you don’t smoke or take drugs, do you?’

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Out of the Chocolate Box (48)

The Grandfather clock bonged twelve times. I glided down to the dining hall where the attendant, Novice Scratch-It, led me to the banquet table. To my disappointment, all the women sat on one table and all the men on the other.
‘This is definitely boarding school!’ I muttered sitting down.

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