The Perfect Gift by Mark Stewart

Author:Mark Stewart
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, love, cowboy, rain, city, storm, lightning, plane, cows

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

TRENT PREPARED to land the plane by lining up a dirt path which ran along the entire length of the fast flowing river. The usual whine of the engines slowed. The ground came up quickly.

“Where does the water go?” asked Naomi, watching the river flow towards a cliff face.

“It ducks into an underground tunnel. In the dry season about four years ago, I dived into the cave. I followed the waist deep water for half an hour before giving up. Through research I found a map. It showed me where the water ended.”

The plane landed gracefully, coming to a stop next to the river. The moment Trent cut the engines he opened the door. The wind came from the north. The sun felt warm against Naomi’s skin.

“Every dam between here and the house we landed at has tapped into the underground river,” quoted Naomi.

“You catch on quick,” replied Trent. “You’re right, the river winds its way underground, ending at the sea near Darwin.”

Naomi looked at him, frowning. “You haven’t explained in detail how your family came across this place.”

“Didn’t I?”

“No. You avoided details of my question by changing the plane’s course one degree.”

“You’re a very observant young lady.”

“I’m curious.”

“Also intelligent,” added Trent. “I love a woman who is intelligent.”

‘One for me,’ she thought.

“Discovering the Oasis had been a massive coincidence. My great grandfather’s best mate Tom conned him into selling everything he owned back in England. Free land in Australia he’d reported. They came out together dragging their families. When they reached Australia they were laughed out of the small wooden governor’s shack. Unperturbed by the set back my great grandfather conned the government of the time into giving anything he discovered right here. The rest speaks for itself.”

“Fantastic family history!” exclaimed Naomi.

“I’ve confessed too much. Don’t forget your suppose to be here for work.” Trent unbuckled his seat belt and stepped down from the plane. “Whatever you do, stay away from the river. She’s moving the fastest I’ve ever seen after the recent storm.”

Naomi focused on a group of riders who were approaching the plane. She guessed they came from the main house. Each one of the group were riding a magnificent looking horse. The group resembled characters straight out of a western movie. She undid her seat belt and stepped down from the plane. “The posse has arrived.”

Trent gave her a thunder storm expression.

“I’m only kidding.”

Naomi watched each rider pull back on the reins of their horse before stepping onto the ground. The boots of every rider sank slightly in the softened mud.

“Welcome home,” chorused the riders in unison.

Naomi paid special attention to a tall man wearing a cowboy hat, blue jeans and a plain pale blue button up shirt. The man’s stomach looked relatively flat for his age. He took off his large hat, outstretching his hand. His thick grey head of hair looked tidy. His broad shoulders were square; his posture, straight. He stood military style waiting to shake hands.

Trent shook his hand. Politely he palmed his free hand towards his companion.

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