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back there.
I slowly understand why.
There's the obvious thing,
of course -
the fact that he's in with a big
chance with Meg come nightfall.
But something else -
the thing that eats at me -
is the way he's enjoying
being brighter than her,
being a step ahead.
Feeling somehow senior
and secure in himself.
It's me all over.
It's how I am with him.
And it's not pretty.
with smoke again.
But this time
it's bitter and metallic
and I understand we're on fire.
Without an extinguisher,
there's not much we can do,
once we're standing out there
in the litter of our belongings,
waiting for the VW to explode.
But it just smoulders
and hisses awhile
In the end,
and the wiring cooked,
it's obvious
we're not going anywhere.
We turn our attention
to the sunset.
We don't say anything.
The sun flattens itself against
the salt pan and disappears.
The sky goes all acid-blue
and there's
just this huge silence.
It's like the world's stopped.
Right then, I can't imagine
an end to the quiet.
The horizon fades.
Everything looks
impossibly far off.
In two hours, I'll hear Biggie
and Meg in his sleeping bag.
She'll cry out like a bird
and become so beautiful,
so desirable in the total dark
that I'll begin to cry.
In a week,
Biggie and Meg
will blow me off in Broome
and I'll be on the bus south
for a second chance
at the exams.
In a year,
Biggie will be dead in a
mining accident in the Pilbara
and I'll be reading
Robert Louis Stevenson
at his funeral.
Meg won't show.
I'll grow up
and have a family of my own
and see Briony Nevis,
Tired and lined
in a supermarket queue
and wonder
what all the fuss was about.
All of it unimaginable.
Right now, standing with Biggie
on the salt lake at sunset,
I don't care what happens
beyond this moment.
In the hot, northern dusk,
the world
suddenly gets big around us,
so big we just give in and...
...watch.
Eeniee, meenie, minie...
..moe.
Arggh!
Oh, argh.
..was not presented
by the May 31st deadline,
then more industrial action
will be taken.
Now in a bit of the macabre,
in the seaside town of Angelus,
a gruesome discovery
was made this afternoon.
Just behind the sand dunes
in Angelus' Madison Gully,
two boys playing at the site
of a new housing development
on reclaimed swampland
made the grisly discovery
of human bones.
So far, two femurs
and a skull have been recovered.
Police have
cordoned off the site
and a broad search is under way
throughout the area.
Police are yet to make
identification of the bones
but believe
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