JT chapter sampler

And there he was, eating cereal, bum on the floor, watching cartoons. I ran up and punched him in the arm. ‘What did you do that for?’ he asked. ‘You got off the bus and left me. The doors closed and I was on my own.’ Oh … I’d like to say I didn’t lose him again, but I did. Our home was the second house built on what would become a sprawling suburban estate. Surrounded by bush when we moved in, the suburb is now all roads, houses and families. But back then there was open space everywhere, and we put it to good use. Sometimes it was cricket, mostly it was football, and when we had money for petrol it was a Yamaha PeeWee 50. Oh yeah. We rode that miniature motorbike until the tank ran dry. The house was brick; it had three bedrooms, a lounge room and a kitchen. I never had my own room. I always shared, first with Micheal – more about my cousin in the next chapter – and then Shane. Sometimes it was both. We had bunk beds and it was first in, best dressed. Whoever went to bed first would claim whatever bunk

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