Chapter 10
The following morning, Harry’s ute was still parked by his cottage, but he was gone. Unless someone had driven in to collect him during the night without me noticing, it meant that he must have gone somewhere on foot. There was nowhere logical for him to go. Was he camping out in the bush somewhere just to prove a point?
No matter how many times I pestered my aunt, she never changed her story. ‘No, Lainie, your mother hasn’t been living as a bush hermit for the last thirteen years’, went right alongside ‘Yes, Lainie, the Garden of Eden was moved to Australia in order to keep it hidden’, and ‘No, Lainie, I can’t tell you who moved it or how, because Harry can’t talk about it openly to just any old human like myself. You should have asked him when you had the chance.’
I lost co
