“And stay out of the tall grass, Jude. It’s crawling with snakes there,” Jude’s grandmother warned.
“Don’t worry, Nana,” Jude shouted, slamming the screen door shut behind him, as he ran out into the backyard.
Nana smiled with a hint of melancholy. She was proud of the way her six year old grandson was taking his loss. It was almost a year ago when his parents – Nana’s son and daughter-in-law – were killed in a car accident. Soon afterwards, Jude had moved from the city to live with her and Grandpa on their cattle station near Mount Archer. At first, she had been afraid that Jude would shut himself off, but the move to the country proved to be the perfect remedy. Jude had found solace in Nature.