“Wow, it’s huge,” Colin said, seeing the shearing shed come into view as they crested a hill.
“Needs to be,” Bruce told him.
As they drew nearer, Colin described the single-storey metal-sided building to Martin.
“The facilities are over here,” Bruce said once they’d entered the cavernous interior. “Do you need a hand?”
Colin felt himself bristle, but quashed it. Bruce hadn’t meant anything by his comment. He opened his mouth to speak, but Martin beat him to it.
“No, it’s okay. If you get me to the door and then describe the layout I can manage.”
Once Martin was behind the door Bruce put a hand on Colin’s shoulder. “You’re a lucky bastard, having someone like Martin totally trust you.”
Colin nodded. “He thinks he’s a burden but he gives so much of himself it’s an equal partnership.”
