Hemi nodded and the storm left his eyes. “Thank you. We’re grateful. The truck only needs to travel half way up the drive. I can use the gate to the paddock.”
“What gate?” Hana’s brows knitted and the hand with the wine glass wobbled. “Is there another gate?”
“Yep.” Logan nodded and lifted Maihi’s empty bowl into his. “Half way up there’s a bend and a small pull in. Behind all that scrub is a gate.”
“Oh.” Hana closed her eyes and pictured an area half way up the long and winding driveway. She pulled in sometimes and used it to watch the main road before running down the last straight and exiting the property. It gave her a view of Hakarimata Road from the town end and provided a useful safety precaution. “I didn’t know it had a gate there.”
Logan stood with the gathered crockery and wa
