Chapter 10
Taj swung his ute down the rough bush track towards home, a troubled man. He thought he was immune to taunts and insults. He thought he’d built an unassailable wall around his heart. So why did the judgement of one small boy disturb him so?
As he neared the house a chorus of howls and barking rose to meet him. Taj checked his watch. Later than he thought. A rare afternoon off, and he’d wasted most of it traipsing up the creek after orchids for Kim Sullivan.
Carla ran to meet him, her silver plume of a tail waving in welcome. He took a moment to admire her. A perfect example of the breed. Elegant, almost feline in her movements despite her large belly, and with the broad head and keen, intelligent eyes so typical of maremmas.
Taj ruffled her soft coat then climbed the rough s
