MAGE | Chapter 55: Eyre Highway, Nullarbor Plain, Remote South Australia

Sharon Ede www.magethenovel.com © 2023 all rights reserved

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THE SQUEALING GASP of the road train’s air brakes barely roused her.

Ambra’s eyes squinted as she realised the sun was already high.

Too bright. Head. Ache.

Her mouth tasted of dried blood and dirt.

She heard a crow cawing in the distance.

Her eyes closed again.

A pair of boots hit the dirt edge of the highway. The rapid crunch of gravel as they ran towards her.

A rough hand on her shoulder. She could only manage a weak groan.

The melodic beeping of a mobile phone being dialled.

She heard a gruff male voice, close by but somehow sounding far away.

‘G’day, that the Flying Doc? Yeah, ah, I’ve got a young girl here, found her lying on the side of the Eyre Highway…