Back Croc Country
Chapters (46)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Book
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-one
  25. Chapter Twenty-two
  26. Chapter Twenty-three
  27. Chapter Twenty-four
  28. Chapter Twenty-five
  29. Chapter Twenty-six
  30. Chapter Twenty-seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-one
  35. Chapter Thirty-two
  36. Chapter Thirty-three
  37. Chapter Thirty-four
  38. Chapter Thirty-five
  39. Chapter Thirty-six
  40. Chapter Thirty-seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-nine
  43. Acknowledgements
  44. About the Author
  45. Also by the author
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‘That’s okay. I hope it works out for you, Luke, I really do. Being apart makes it harder, that’s all. If you’re truly in love, I mean. On the other hand, when it’s just attraction, well, it’s a case of out of sight, out of mind.’

‘Yeah? Isn’t absence supposed to make the heart grow fonder?’

‘For a hermit,’ Tilly agreed, ‘or maybe an eighteenth-century sailor. They didn’t have much choice, did they? Didn’t really apply to their sweeties back in town though.’

Luke looked hurt. ‘When did you get to be such a cynic?’

‘I’m sorry,’ she said penitently. ‘Of course she’ll wait for you. I don’t mean it, it’s just we do that here, don’t we – argue for the sake of it? Otherwise we’d run out of things to say. You keep the faith, Luke. You deserve to be happy.’

‘So do you,’ he said soberly, stirring his tea, ‘but things don’t always work out the way they should.’

Not if you choose badly. The words almost escaped her. Biting her lip instead, she asked, ‘See anyone you know in town?’

‘Nope. I was at the hospital, then down the caravan parks looking for a lift out. So where is everyone?’

‘Well, Connor’s gone. And Matt and Sophie are at the camp. She’s planning on doing your night walk this evening. Matt’s fixing the pump.’

‘What’s wrong with it?’

‘It’s not working. He said something about – do pumps have glands? It seems unlikely, but that’s what he said.’

‘Search me. When you say Connor’s gone – gone where?’

Tilly shrugged. ‘Away. He left early yesterday.’ She had come back from feeding Harry and the joeys to find him carrying his bag down the steps.

‘I made my lunch,’ he’d said. ‘Hope that’s okay. I’ll be back but I’m not sure when. I’ll let you know though.’

‘Right. Bye then.’ A little surprised, for he had said nothing about leaving, she waved him off, then climbed the steps. She would miss him, she realised. Visitors broke the isolation of their lives. Not that you could call them isolated with forty-odd people camped only five kilometres away, but the four of them didn’t share much of their time or their thoughts with Binboona’s customers. Unless you counted Luke’s recent romance, of course.