Chapter 3-1
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CHAPTER 3
KANGAROO POINT
Lillian awoke to find herself twisted up inside her sheets with her nightgown sticking to her back. She’d been dreaming of ants crawling all over her skin and found herself still clawing away at the imaginary creatures on her arms. A peek under the curtain revealed a still-black sky.
She couldn’t rightly leave in the middle of the night to go and make sure the poor baby had indeed been taken out of the park, but she wanted to very much. She could have left that baby on the steps of the Methodist church or the Anglican cathedral or the Diamantina herself. Had her hasty actions doomed her as an accomplice to murder? Surely the wretched mother was lying in her own bed somewhere and praying someone had used the pound note to feed, clothe and love her son? The other younger witness had looked so helpless when Lillian had shirked responsibility like a morbid game of pass the parcel.
She wrenched the bedclothes from her limbs and drifted back into an uneasy sleep.
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