The Lace Sisters
Mary in Australia - Chapter 3
The endless brown land that opened up once the truck left Melbourne hurt Mary’s eyes. She blinked as the sun beat down onto the bonnet and bounced into her eyes, making them water. She had stopped listening to Bert who droned on about his lack of good fortune, tuning out when he went on about how the last crop of passionfruit failed due to an extended d…
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