Chapter 11: The Big Smoke
The cheapest way back to the city was by bus. It was also sixteen hours of Brandon’s life that he’d never get back. The bus arrived at the Gunnanilla service station at eight o’clock at night. Brandon found a seat next to a middle-aged man with a moustache and headphones, and sat down.
“Hello,” said the man.
Brandon returned the greeting, accompanied by a quick smile, and hoped he wouldn’t be trapped next to a talker. He needn’t have worried. The man seemed quite happy to listen to whatever it was he was listening to.
Brandon made a mental note to buy himself a Walkman while he was in the city.
The journey was non-stop through the night. One by one the people around him fell asleep, but no matter what he did, he couldn’t seem to get there himself. But he must
