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The Drover's Wife

Female | 40s | Under 3 minutes
Starts on page 16

Intended for an Indigenous Australian performer

EXTRACT: It was afternoon, just over a week and a bit now. I came outside to call Alligator. I hadn’t even got my nose out the front door when … Lord Almighty … I came face to face with this big bloody wild, grey bullock. I froze, as it had. Both of us not sure what the other was gonna do, should do, could do. Lucky for me, you kids were inside or out back and normally would have no reason to come around the front to enter the house. A quick scan of the yard, no Alligator, good. The bullock would have ripped him apart; horns the width of a grown man’s arm span. Dog may be old but he’s loyal, eh, a good protector.