CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
Hannah
The volume on the TV cranked up and Hannah recognised the pre-game build-up of Grand Final Day: nervous excitement, crowd noise, special interviews, then Meat Loaf singing, really badly. So, it must early afternoon Saturday.
Slowly, she worked it out.
We left the camp Wednesday afternoon…
She counted out Wednesday to Saturday.
Three days ago. And sometime Thursday, Haydn, who turned out to be Ealdy, picked me up. Now it’s Saturday…
She counted out again – it shouldn’t be this hard to think.
So I’ve been here about two-and-a-half days.
She jumped at a noise from the other room, but it was just Ealdy and Dicko sounding bored and drunk again. She went back to trying to work out how to get away from here, considering she could hardly walk and one of them was a
