Ridge Creek by Green C L

Ridge Creek by Green C L

Author:Green, C L [Green, C L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: C L Green
Published: 2014-01-26T00:00:00+00:00


*****

“Jesus, how many rooms has this place got?” Emma asks exasperated as we open another door to yet another room. We’ve already looked in six other small rooms. One turned out to be another bedroom (maybe Zane’s crash room) and the other five were all storage. All filled with locked cabinets and boxes. We have yet to lay eyes on a television. The place is a real live rabbit warren.

Both leaning through the door at the same time, our eyes hit an enormous flat screen television sitting on a low timber stand. Grinning, we both glance towards each and high five. “At least they’ve got a decent television,” I squeal with excitement. “I was expecting a ten inch, black and white portable with a set top box. I had already resigned myself to adding another item to my ever growing shopping list.”

“I don’t suppose there’s any point in us trying to find one of the men to help us carry it out is there?” Emma muses. I think she is right. I doubt anyone is going to go against Jake’s orders by helping us set it up.

“How’s your back?” She asks thoughtfully.

“Pretty good, this won’t even be heavy will it? It’s just a flat screen and small stand. We’ll take the flat screen first and come back for the cabinet, yeah?”

Famous last words.

Getting the huge screen around all the corners as we negotiated the rabbit warren back to the communal room wasn’t as easy as first thought. Not that it was heavy. It was just awkward. After quite a bit of cussing and laughing, we finally wrestle both the television and its stand back into the communal room. After a brief search, we also find the power and aerial points to one side of the room.

While I plug it in and power it up, Emma drags a couch that is against a wall on the other side of the room across so that it is facing front and center to the screen. Throwing herself into a seat, she lets out a huge, “Aah.”

“It’s got heaps of USB points,” I comment as I sit down next to her and start fiddling with the remote. “We can run our lappies through it and watch movies.”

“Cool,” she mumbles as she snatches the remote and starts flicking through stations.

Watching as various documentaries, car racing and other boring shows flick across the screen, I realize that it’s Sunday. Hitting a channel doing a rerun of ‘That ‘70’s Show’, Emma shrugs and hands me back the remote. “Not much on in the country on a Sunday.”

“Better than nothing,” I muse as I stare at the screen, already bored. I’m not too sure what I was expecting but this was not it. Somewhere in the back of my mind I was convinced that if we turned on the television I would suddenly see images of myself as the hottest topic in Australia.

Apparently not.

“Beer and chips?” Emma asks as she gets up off the couch and heads towards the bar.



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