I expected him and Buzarr to walk to his mother’s house and Sissy and I to cross the road to our unit. Perhaps he would suggest meeting for lunch or invite me to Friday Island next weekend. After all, I needed to learn Broken English and how to gut a fish properly. To my surprise Jonah and Buzarr followed Sissy and me. Jonah said he would lock the dogs out the back, so I went upstairs to shower. Minutes later, Jonah slipped into the shower with me. I was tempted to chuck a sickie and spend more time in the shower with him except I needed to be in court today. Too many others were depending on that. While I was ironing my uniform, Jonah made toast and coffee and called me to join him. ‘Breakfast is the most important meal. You can’t drink only coffee. Now, dinner tonight?’ It was as if I was in a dream. We were going to be together, again, tonight! I found myself eagerly accepting his offer to make a chicken stir-fry for dinner. As he washed and wiped our cups and plates, he said he would call into the butcher’s on the way home and grab some vegetables from IBIS.
What do You think about My Island Homicide (2013)?
