I stepped out of the car and hit my head on the rim. *CLONK* ‘God dammit.’ I cursed. He hugged me and gave me a kiss on the head. I threw myself o...to the bed and quickly dozed off. When the alarm went off, Brad’s side of the bed was empty. He’d gone to get his stuff already. Wait, what stuff? We brought all the groceries on Wednesday, so this stuff he’s talking about, what? I was confused and sleepy and stumbled into our bedroom toilet. After satisfying my humanly needs, I went to do the bed. Conglomerate and sandstone cropped out in several sections. Mosquitoes and sandflies were very trouble-some. I found a species of snail nearly resembling Succinea, in the fissures of the bark of the Myal, on the Box, and in the moist grass. The mussel-shells are of immense size. The well-known tracks of Blackfellows are everywhere visible; such as trees recently stripped of their bark, the swellings of the apple-tree cut off to make vessels for carrying water, honey cut out, and fresh steps cut. No one had sent me flowers since before I was married and just the thought made me cry as I looked for a tall vase to put my lovely roses in. Jim arrived at eight and as I walked in the front room to let him in I noticed the scent of my roses and it made me smile as I opened the door. He was dressed in a black linen sport coat with a white shirt opened at the collar and I noticed some chest hair peeking out over the top button. He looked as handsome as a movie star and like I had asked, he did. Daddy had wrapped her in his raincoat because she had refused to wash following the juicy finale to her evening in the spotlight. He took the sleepy red head upstairs and set her astride Kim, who waited on all fours to convey her mistress to bed."Giddy up, liddle horsey," Becky commanded as she wearily slapped her "pony" on the flank."Yes, Miss Becky," Kim whinnied as she turned to look over her shoulder at her spunk spattered passenger. "You're very sticky. Why've you got that 'stuff' all over.