tomorrow when the war began
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Once we were in the lane Kevin starting running. There were still about two k's to go but, without a word being exchanged, we all started running too, behind him.
Except Robyn, who was always fit. After a while I couldn't see them ahead of us, but I could hear Kevin's heavy panting coming out of the darkness. As we grew closer to the house Lee called, 'Be careful when you get there Kev', but he got no reply.
He beat us there by two or three minutes I'd say, he and Robyn. But there wasn't much point. His house was the same as Homer's and mine. Three dead working dogs on chains
a dead cockatoo in a cage on the verandah, two dead poddy lambs by the verandah steps.
But his old pet corgi had been locked in the house, with a bucket of food and a bucket of water in the laundry.
She was alive but she'd chosen one of the bedrooms for a toilet, so the house smelt pretty foul.
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