Dad’s Promise of Delivery

In the car-park, tall eucalypt trees spread their blue-green canopy over the clearing and a growing population of four-wheel drive vehicles, cars, buses and tourists. ‘Wow! It’s only 9am and look at all the tourists!’ I exclaimed.
‘I thought you said this was the best gorge of the lot.’ Mr. B grimaced. ‘What’s all these tourists doing here?’
‘They must know it’s the best gorge,’ MB replied.

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Warning!

The hairs at the nape of my neck stood on end. I had a bad feeling about this. I needed to warn the others. This man was bad news.

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Partners in the Fried Ice-Cream Conspiracy

I pointed from the boy group to the girl group. ‘You couldn’t find a partner for me, could you?’
‘Lee-Anne!’ Mrs. R said. ‘This is Hermannsburg, not Alice Springs!’
‘No stockman or lonely explorer, then?’
‘No, this is as good as it gets.’ She placed the glasses on the table. Besides, the blokes up here, I don’t think they’d be your type.’
Then I’m destined to be an old maid then. I sighed.

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Lost World of the Wends (25)

Boris gazed at the human wailing and squirming on the ground.
‘Like a worm,’ he mused. Just like a little fat worm. That’s what these earth creatures reminded him of—what, with no shell, and all soft and fleshy. He held his rumbling abdomen. ‘Not yet,’ he spoke to his stomach as if it were a sentient being.

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