I wanted to be giddy and carefree with him again, to enjoy the things we had, not bemoan what we didn’t have. A tear leaked out from my eye, but I ...ngrily jerked it away. I hated to cry and even more I hated to let him see me cry. I wanted his respect and I wanted him to consider me strong. Weak girls cried. Truthfully, he wouldn’t have known I was angry; Tom was outside, head under the hood of the car. ‘Typically response . Don’t listen to my side of the story. Just get mad.’ It wasn’t my. At eighteen I was now old enough to enjoy myself especially without parental presence.It was a hot day and the booze was sure to be flowing freely, which just suited me. Driving along the dirt road to Bullarto, Dad almost ran into the rear of a slow moving horse and wagon. "Shit" he said "What's that silly old fool doing at this time of day" Mum responded with a grin "Why that's Davis, the fruit and vegetable delivery man, he would be heading for the dance too" I was non plussed by the whole. More

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