I lift the handbrake, turn the ignition and put the ute in gear.He’s feeling his gum with his tongue. He lost a tooth in the middle of the night. I wrapped it in a napkin, stashed it with some cash, and left it the glove box.
‘I want to be king,’ my boy says. ‘Really?’ ‘I want to be king and rule the world.’ ‘Just wait here for a moment. I have to chat with Uncle John for a few minutes.’ ‘No.’ ‘Just a few minutes.’
The property is wider than it is long. A dog runs by. I hear it bark. Another dog. Another. I hear him scream. I forgot he’s scared of dogs. I shoo the bastards away. ‘Don’t worry he only takes little bites,’ John says, ‘Drive her up to the garage.’
I pay John; he does the changeover. ‘She’ll be looking for him. Will be tough with new plates. LCW – 33D, The Smart State. No-one’s gonna remember that.’ It starts to rain. ‘You okay?’ My boy nods. He asks for his mum. ‘I’ll show you later on the map where we’re going.’