We heard that Walt Ross, the federal candidate for the Eureka Party, would be in Kununurra. He was meeting locals on a Friday evening at the Kununurra Hotel, where drinks and meals would be half-price, and where he would advertise his rally to be held on the following day.
We had to go. Simon invited Julie, and on the evening in question, we sat in the outside bar of the hotel as the cooler air began to displace the heat of the day. There was a large, happy, noisy crowd for the end of the work week, some of whom we knew. Simon was still an oddity in the town, and I knew he was conscious of peoples’ stares, but he ignored them. Julie also received attention with her glowing dark skin, gleaming hair, and wide smile. She was becoming part of the town through her work at the hospital.
Simon
