who worked at the Ivanhoe Village Caravan Resort in Kununurra laughed , suggesting we ’ d become soft .
“ Here , take that one ,” he pointed us in the direction of a row of neatly arranged portable buildings . “ Go settle in and I ’ ll drop by with a few beers .”
John kept his promise , he ’ d been excited by our travels over the past few weeks . Then unexpectedly he ’ d offered a surprise .
“ Your son dropped by ,” Megan and I looked at each other , no idea about what he was talking . “ He ’ s a good kid , but drives a shitbox , you need to speak to him about that .”
John ’ s laughter increased when we asked what he was talking about .
“ Oliver , he called in for a few days and ended staying weeks . We made a lot of repairs to his Toyota , and he did work around here .”
Our son ? Where had that come from ?
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