Downa road, palm trees in front.”“Thank you.”The Mintabie Hotel (and pub and campground and laundromat) proved to be a low, sand-colored block. ...hen he went to the desk to register a cheery woman said: “Oh, Mr. Hollister! Inspector Timmons bin askin’ for you. He’ll be back by one fer lunch.”Sam thanked her, went to his room, and then to the pub, the Goanna Grill, which was populated by a bartender and several old opal miners, one of whom was feeding a pokie.“Does he ever win?” Sam asked.“‘Bout. He was shouting about untrustworthy politicians and corrupt bureaucrats. It was clear that the conference call had not provided the results he and his friends had hoped for. I went to sleep listening to him rant at Mother.The next morning Father was sitting at the breakfast table when I came down after my shower. He glared at me as I walked to the counter and started preparing a bowl of cereal."Your mother tells me you weren't happy with your score," he said as I brought my bowl to the table. More

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