Martin shrugged. “Okay by me. Are there any shops?”
“A few,” Matt said, “but it’s pretty limited. Walleroo isn’t very big. If you need anything special we could go into Broken Hill, but it’ll be packed this close to Chrissy.”
“No, I just wanted to get something for Colin to open on Christmas morning.”
“We said we wouldn’t get each other anything this year,” Colin pointed out. He left unsaid that they were saving money.
“Nothing major, just a token.”
Colin had been thinking about a gift for Martin, although it was as much for himself, too. He bet there’d be somewhere in Walleroo that would meet his requirements.
* * * *
“Get back on your side of the bloody road you stupid drongo!” Nance yelled through the open window while laying on the horn. “Stupid sod shouldn’t be let loose on the roads,” she muttered once they’d driven past.