Chapter 13

“Are you alright?” she asked.

Brandon nodded. Jenny and her husband socialised with Mark and Trina. It would be stupid to complain about or condemn what he’d just witnessed. Jenny would eventually tell them and then they’d think he’d been whinging about them. Damn, this bloody probation!

At that very moment something dawned on him. A seed of doubt had been planted. Perhaps teaching wasn’t for him after all. 7: The Waterhole

On Friday afternoon, after a particularly busy week of marking tests and writing end of term reports, Brandon walked back to the pub and was both surprised and excited to see Frank’s red Toyota Land Cruiser parked under the tree near his room. He opened his front door, wearing a radiant, expectant smile, only to find the room empty. ‘He’s over at the pub,’Brandon concluded as he put down the programmes he was going to work on over the two-week school break.