The room was silent, the air molecules banging together in their eternal dance and causing a static fuzz. Nev cleared his throat, “I should get back to my lot,” he said and smiled his crinkly eyed smile. Alfred scraped his chair back too.
“Yeah, me an’ all.”
Tama licked his lips and wiped his mouth on his sleeve.
“Wait!” Logan said and everyone halted. “I’ll radio the bunkhouse and get someone to ride up in the ute. Leave the horses here and get them tomorrow.”
“What about water?” Nev asked.
“The old stream runs past here,” Alfred said knowledgeably. “They’ll be right with that.”
Logan gave Hana a gentle push to make her stand up and padded over to the table to retrieve the radio. It crackled to life and he went outside to get a better reception.
“See you later kōtiro,” Alfred hugge
