rolled his eyes. âOf course it was!â
âHowâd your dad take it when he found out it was an iPad?â said Will.
âUm ⦠Twig doesnât know,â said Dan.
âThe iPadâs still a secret?â said Pollo. âHow come?â
âI lay awake all night thinking.â Dan took a big breath. âIâve decided not to tell him. Iâm sick and tired of hiding away in a tent and doing home-school. Iâm going to run away instead. Iâll live off the bush and find a proper school and make real friends apart from Twig and aliens.â
âThat would be unwise,â said Ash. âYour bushcraft skills need serious work. Youâd die of dehydration within the week.â
âHang on! You mean you donât have to go to school?â said Will.
Dan shook his head. âI report to a head office every now and again. Twig teaches me.â
âNo getting up and going off every morning. Youâre so lucky!â
âNo Iâm not!â said Dan. âYou try living with Twig twenty-four hours a day! Youâd have run away years ago!â
âIâm sorry to tell you this,â said Pollo, âbut at our age, itâs illegal to run away.â
âIt is?â
Pollo nodded.
Dan slumped down onto a log. âI donât want to get into trouble.â
âWhat about your mum?â said Will. âWhy donât you live with her?â
âI canât,â said Dan. âSheâs gone to the cosmos.â
Pollo started. âSheâs an astronaut?â
Will cleared his throat. âI think heâs saying she died.â
âThatâs right,â said Dan.
âMy mum too,â said Pollo. âI was six when she got sick.â
âMy mother passed when I was a baby,â said Dan, âalong with a sister. I wish I could remember them but I canât. Iâve given up trying.â
âIâve got a baby half-brother in Canberra I wouldnât mind forgetting,â said Will.
âYeah, well, itâs made Twig a bit clingy is all I can say,â said Dan.
âYou canât run away,â said Ash. âJust tell your dad the truth about the iPad.â
âIt would shatter him,â said Dan.
âSo would running away,â said Ash.
âYou donât understand,â sighed Dan. âIâm letting himdown just by bringing the iPad into the tent. My whole life, Twig has taught me the evils of consumerism and modern technology. How it all blunts our senses and smothers our spiritual connection to Earth and the cosmos â I know it off by heart.
âUntil lately Iâd let it wash over me. But at the last place we stayed â Twig was fruit-picking â there was a kid called Evan. I got the iPad from him âcos he was getting a new one for his birthday. He had rowdy sisters and stuff everywhere, and even though his oldies were nice, they didnât mind telling him off. Evan wasnât bad and he wasnât especially good. He was just, you know, regular â like I want to be.â
Dan looked at the others pleadingly. âIâm just a kid who wants to play a few games and get yelled at by his parents every now and again.â
âDo you maybe believe in that portal stuff just a little bit?â asked Ash.
âNo!â Dan banged his fist into the palm of his hand. âAnd itâs the last straw! As long as I can remember, Twigâs been dragging me from place to place, never stopping long enough soâs I can make any friends.â He mimicked his fatherâs voice. ââDonât get attached to people; sooner or later, you lose them, you have to say goodbye; it hurtsâ.
âHeâs got a biscuit tin full of old family photos that his grandma passed on to him â great-uncle this and great-great-grandmother that. He pulls them all out and pores over them for hours. Sometimes I wonder if he