This tale is based on a personal trip in 1969, when I hitch-hiked from Sydney to Perth, some 3,000 miles. This, in the middle of a very hot Australian summer. The main road, a lot of it unsealed at that time, runs across the Nullarbor Plain, a desolate land inhabited mainly by kangaroos, with a few small settlements along the way. I must have been mad, but I did actually complete the journey, taking only 3-and-a-half days. The latter portion of the story is fiction, but the majority is true.
David was in trouble. A broken window was discovered, and Police Chief Daddy strongly suspected he was the culprit. Lawyer Mummy was not so sure. But David knew he had to quickly find out the cause, or he could be in real trouble.