Chapter 10
Ray bumped past Matt’s jeep and lit a cigarette. He’d promised Penny to cut back on his smoking, but was already onto his second packet for the day. A profound sense of failure, of letting her down, added to his dark mood. He shouldn’t be driving this dozer. He should be in his truck heading up the highway with a load of logs for the Hobart mill. But the protestors had held things up for weeks now, blocking the chainsaws and preventing trucks from being loaded. So his Kenworth rig lay idle, although he still had to make the payments. His best mate, Charlie, had wangled him a few hours work on the bulldozer, for which he was grateful, because the bills were piling up.
There’d been nothing but trouble in the forest lately, even before the protest circus came to town. Breakdowns,
