BACK AT THE HOMESTEAD, Rajo was still asleep.
Raf and Billy were away to celebrate their first year together, and Sue was in Cape York.
The seasonal farmhands and the backpackers had left weeks ago. The next round of intakes wouldn’t be for months.
Belle stoically faced another day and turned on the radio to an FM music station. Noise companion, she called it.
It was the perfect time to answer some emails and to attend to other business matters. On her correspondence, she signed herself as Belle Gallagher-Cameron, CFO. She smiled at her cheekiness.
Then she checked her personal email account.
In her personal inbox, there was a message from a contact from her previous life asking if she was keen to work as a forensic accountant again.
He said she wouldn’t have to leave home and every
