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It had come down hard and heavy for well over three months. No one knew, not even the weather bureau, when it was likely to stop. Winter was approaching and, with winter, there would be sleet and even snow in parts of New South Wales where such conditions were not common even in the colder months. From way up in Newcastle to way down in Nowra, the trainlines were now unreliable because of flooding and, in some areas, landslides. Even so, essential workers still needed to get to and from work and the roads were no better than the trainlines.
Paul Evens, in his blue suit and black tie, was waiting patiently for a train at Caramel Station when there was a flash of lightning that lit up the sky in blue rather than white. As a male nurse late for his shift he didn’t know what to make
