Across the street there is a shop window. Joanna turns
and looks in it. She can see a big painting of some red
hills. "Wait a minute," she thinks. "I know that place.
It's near Woomara."
Ten minutes later a man comes out of the shop. "Are
you OK," he asks. Joannasmiles. Her eyes are wet.
"Yes," she says. "I'm fine. Really - I'm fine."
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Two days later Bob gets into The Bluebird. Joannais
with k.
She waves goodbye to Jane and Mary. Bob
starts the plane and pushes his hat back. "Listen ' thanks for everything, Joanna," he says. "In Sydney, 1
mean. It's a beautiful city, isn't it?"
foanna Iwks at the red U
s of Woomara. Then she
smiles, too. "Yes," she says. "But it's good to be home."
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