clear.â
âTheyâre so clear here,â I say. âThey make you giddy.â
âYouâll get used to it,â Dave says again. âItâs just sitting up front.â
âTheyâre like cords, donât you think? Or strings.â
âStrings?â he says, puzzled. âI donât know. Theyâre just lines to me, luv. Just things to stay inside.â He glances into the long side mirror outside his window. Then waves as a black and silver four-wheel-drive goes by. It must be doing a hundred and forty, or more. âThey keep you tight, you know, so you donât wander all over the shop. And you need that. Especially out here.â
âEverythingâs so ââ
âYair.â
We both look out at it. At nothing. The red earth, a few trees, some scrubby bushes. And nothing as far as your eye can see on every side. And above it, like some huge curved lid on a cauldron, is the sky. And Iâve never seen anything like this before. Iâve always lived in a town or a city â or, in Greece, a village â and it takes my breath for a minute, just the space and the emptiness of all this, the redness of the earth, the cloudless blue bowl of the sky.
âYou can look forever at country like this,â Dave says, and I nod but donât ask him what he means. I sort of understand. And then I look at the road again and the way it just goes on and on till the sides of it meet in a point at the horizon, before it disappears, and I think of something and get out the pen Mum gave me at Christmas and a small notebook. Because there are things you can think and write about but you could never say to anyone, theyâd sound so stupid.
âYouâre not writing home already?â Dave says.
âNo.â
âYour Mumâs probably still celebrating sheâs got rid of you.â
âIâve got to do an assignment.â
âHard to write in a bus.â
âItâs only notes.â
âOh.â
âI copy it out neatly,â I explain, âand put it in proper sentences in my journal later. For my assignment.â
âAnd what are proper sentences when theyâre at home?â
âWell, for a start, theyâve got to have a subject and a verb.â
âWe used to have those when I went to school.â
âWell, youâve still got to have them, for proper sentences. And you canât begin a sentence with And or But, or that.â
âYou canât?â
âNo, because theyâre conjunctions.â
âAnd whatâs a conjunction when itâs at home?â
âItâs a joining word,â I say. âItâs not a starting word.â
âBut what if youâre joining one sentence to another?â
âWell, you canât, thatâs all. Itâs a rule.â
âBut none of my sentences would be proper then,â he says. âEspecially if Iâm just thinking.â
âItâs different if youâre thinking, you can use them then. But in your assignments, youâve got to write them properly without conjunctions at the beginning. Like in this assignment Iâm doing for the trip.â
âHomework on a bus trip? They take some beating, some of these teachers.â
âWell, Miss Temple anyway. Sheâs a bit of a slave-driver.â
âTemple? Isnât she the â ?â Dave jerks a finger towards the back of the bus.
âYes, but I like her.â
âWell, you write your notes, and Iâll listen to some proper music.â He picks up a cassette from the dashboard in front of him. Itâs got a man and a guitar on the front in an outback Aussie bush hat, and I can tell straightaway itâs Slim Dusty. âI canât stand the racket that lot are playing,â he says. âWhat have you got in there?â he asks, pointing at my Walkman.
âItâs classical.â I try not to sound
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