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A Bunch of Battlers

“Itfeelscreepy”sheshivered
“Ithinkthere’sabadstormcoming”Petelookedupagain
anxiouslyTheskywasdarker“GetBilly– we better take cover.
Billy’shidey-hole will do. In a high wind these gums will drop
branches like crazy – wedon’twanttobehistoryjustyet!”He
began gathering their things and dumping them into the hollow.
Robynexplainedwithcalmthatshedidn’tfeelwhileshequickly
gathered Billy and his toys, “Wemightbegoingtoseeagreatbig
windsoweneedtobedownabitlikeinaholesothatwedon’t
get blown away - oryourtoyseitherSowe’llgetdowninyour
hidey-hole and watch from there. Some of those big trees might
fall over too – it’sgoingtobereallyexciting”
As she settled Billy in the hollow, Robyn thought suddenly about
the new campers.
“Pete”shecriedandpointedThewindwasrisingThe
camper’stentwasflappingwildlyandittorelooseflyingaway
to wrap itself high in the branches of a tree.
“Comeon!”PetecalledasheandRobynracedtotheiraid
Billy, peeping over the edge, watched wide-eyed as Robyn
scooped a toddler under one arm and grasping the hand of the
pre-schooler, ran the short distance and pushed the crying
children into the safe place.
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