maroochydore accommodation Out of the car before it comes to a stop, Alex sprints for her mother, throws herself into her arms, rocking her on her knees. “Mama, Mama, I tumbled, I walked on my hands, I did cartwheels!” In her voice Night hears no artifice.
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