Chapter 13
Bane had told his mother he would be home before dark, but he couldn’t go back yet, so he sent her a quick text to apologise—which, given the reception problems in Nalong, she probably wouldn’t receive until sometime the following day. He kept walking until he left the sealed roads and rows of tidy weatherboard houses behind. A couple of cars sped past him, coating everything in sight with choking dust and creating an eerie golden haze.
As usual, he ended up at the river. The events of the day had shaken him to his core, and the river was the only place he ever felt calm. He needed to think. What options were left to him now? He had promised himself it would end, even though it had meant giving up on trying to stick things out until the end of school. He’d convinced himself th
