Groaning, I waited for them to stop but no, they were in for the long haul. So I propped myself up on some pillows, got comfortable, and ran the last night’s events over again in my mind. Somewhere along the line the wattlebirds must’ve stopped, because I dozed off, and when I awoke it was nine o...
Because Libby had gone off horse riding with a friend, the Wilsons’ big Tribute jeep was not quite full, with Craig and Liz in the front, Carla and her kids in the back and Reef alone in the tail seat, giving Paul backward high-fives and calling out ‘Whoa!’ loudly every time. Paul giggled as thei...