Stanthorpe, Queensland, Australia

By Jack Freestone

Short story based upon the author's time seeking seasonal work in Stanthorpe.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jack Freestone
• Release date: Feb 14, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201358723

Jack Freestone

Scorpio Snake.Surfer.Criminal defense barrister, in a previous life.IF YOU LIKE MY WORK PLEASE DO ME A FAVOUR AND PUT A RATING ON GOODREADS.https://dev-jackfreestoneblog.pantheonsite.io/If you like my work, you can buy me a beer and share your thoughts here! ? Plus get exclusive access to audio files, original poems, and first chapters of audio books.http://buymeacoffee.com/jackfreestPOr alternatively, PayPal, or Crypto donation:https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=RFANJQHW2XKNSSend crypto to:0x3CADA9f951Be57E7450Cd54C8f2D2240243CD4E2Author of The Fake Celebrity in China, China Laid Bare, Cusala, Slice, The Point, The Control Sickness, No Rest for the Wandering Soul, Dark Days and Dangerous Nights, Bali Fungus, and short stories, such as Blind Escort, and The Great Awakening.

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Copyright © 2021 by Jack Freestone

Freestone, Jack

Stanthorpe, Queensland, Australia

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Also, by Jack Freestone:

The Fake Celebrity in China

China Laid Bare

No Rest for the Wandering Soul

The Control Sickness

Bali Fungus

Cusala

The Point

Mangawhai

Blind Escort

Slice

Dark Days and Dangerous Nights

Helping the Homeless in Worthing

Whale Bay, Raglan, New Zealand

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Occasionally I gave the Valiant a burst of acceleration. It felt good to be away from the confines of living on the Gold Coast strip. Despite the beauty of Burleigh Heads, at times I had found it oppressive. I had lacked the physical and mental fitness to make the most of it, to appreciate it to its fullest. The beautiful beaches, the girls in bikinis, the casino, the parties. I had been too idle, sleeping in, smoking weed, drinking too much, and losing when I did gamble. The endless warm days and blue skies, and the salt air from the sea, had rusted me, and my mind.

Besides that, I was broke, and had no way of raising an income. There was no work for me on the Gold Coast. Plus, I couldn’t get the