They had an hour lay-over, but didn’t leave the airport, sitting outdoors in the bright sun for a while.“Anything else we should know, Dad?”“N...t as far as I can tell. There’s a representative from Fitzroy Crossing who claims the area around the Camp was sacred ground. The Bunuba’s traditional territory extended over some 2,500 square miles. But not this far west. I think this bloke sees himself as a modern Jandemarra.”“Who?” asked Tessa.“Jandemarra, or ‘Pigeon,’ was a young Bunuba who led an. ”“What about at night?” the doc asked.“Nights are no problem,” Dave said “‘cause there’s two of us looking for it then.”The wondrously stacked blonde appeared at her door in a strapless evening gown that defied gravity.“Terrific!” said her admiring escort. “I don’t see what holds that dress up!”“Play your cards right, dear, and you will” she murmured.There were some backwoods hillbillies living across the river from each other, who feuded constantly. John hated Clarence with a passion and never. He pinned together the shirt and trousers, and set the Scarecrow's head in place. Instantly, the body came back to life, and the Scarecrow jumped up and danced around."By golly, that feels better," the Scarcrow crowed.Suddenly, he stopped, and felt at his crotch. "You forgot my corncob!"The Tin Man shook his head. "I couldn't find it."The Scarecrow shook his head slowly. "Damn. Well, let's see if we can find the Lion."Dorothy washed herself off in the clear water, and using the stream as a. I happened to glance at the clock and was surprised to see it was barely after midnight, and she caught my glance, "Oh yes, I know we're back early, that damn husband of mine still doesn't know how to hold his drinks, and once he gets to that singing stage I just have to get him away before he wrecks any chance we have to impress in the fashion industry, oh, how was Jamie, not too much of a bother I hope?"I told her about his waking and crying and how long it took me to get him back to sleep,.