Chapter 32
Kim woke early to a rosy, rain-washed sky. She’d endured a restless night, and half-remembered dreams hovered just out of reach. Only their vague, unsettling emotions remained. The kids were still asleep. She dressed quickly, called Dusty from Jake’s bed, and went out to meet the morning.
Just what she needed. A brisk uphill walk past the dam, and a great lungful of fresh mountain air. Notes of mint, eucalyptus, laurel, and the rich earthy smell of damp soil. Leafy bouquets of wind-whipped twigs and branches littered the ground, evidence of the storm. Bull ants scavenged for drowned insects, and toiled to rebuild their flooded mounds. Glossy satin bowerbirds bathed in puddles, their iridescent blue-black plumage gleaming in the cold morning sun. The bush revelled in the rain’s
