They’d eaten their dinner at the store so at least they didn’t have to cook anything. They were all tired, especially Josh, because he and his mates had driven from South Australia. His mates had gone to their own homes or vans to shower and sleep. While Liz and Josh were talking quietly to each other in the family room and obviously wanting to be alone, Flick stood on the verandah looking out into the stillness of the night. Below her she could see winking lights in the camping ground as people sat round their barbecues, or sat watching TV or playing cards in their vans with the curtains open. Above her the stars twinkled in the cloudless sky. Where was Tim? They were supposed to be back here by six and it was now nearly nine. Why didn’t they phone and let Liz know where they were? Not that Liz was worrying, she was too wrapped up in Josh. In a nearby tree the male koala grunted, and from another tree close by there was an answering grunt. A koala romance was in progress. ‘Where’s my romance?’ said Flick to herself.
