The Kookaburra Alternate Ending

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The rhythmic laugh of the kookaburra can be heard as the glistening heat from the Australian summer sun shines, baking my skin. Thin trees bow to the command of the cooling breeze as it passes by, carrying with it a faint scent of lavender from the pastures. T’was a typical summer's day here in the outback. I lie in bed, contemplating whether I should get up or not. Lying here, I think of the offer Ned proposed to me earlier. “Help me Aaron” he said. At the time I refused, however I now think to myself, maybe I had made the wrong decision. Lying in bed, I hear a loud bang on the door and a voice from the other side demands “Open up Sherritt, we know you're in there. It’s the Victorian police.” Without hesitation, the door is barged down and

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