One Sunday morning, Colm woke to hear Tin Annie revving loudly in the yard. Colm had seen Bill and Nugget come in late the night before, reeking of beer, so he couldn’t believe that they were heading out again so early. Later in the morning, Rosie and Colm sat in the shade of an ironbark tree. The heat was excruciating. Rusty lay beside them, panting fast. ‘Did your dad take Bill to church or something?’ asked Colm. Rosie chortled. ‘Not on your life. Sunday’s two-up school. Big day for Dad. He makes more money out of two-up than he ever gets out of the ground.’ ‘Two-up school?’ ‘You really don’t know anything, do you?’ ‘I know Bill and he doesn’t need to go to school. He already knows something about everything.’ Rosie laughed. ‘It’s not that sort of school. Besides, I don’t reckon you know Uncle Bill like you think you do.’ ‘I know him better than you,’ said Colm. ‘Did you know he was famous?’ Colm looked at her sceptically.
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