With all his baggage piled high on the porch, Hugh rapped on the front door a few times and pressed the buzzer. But if Wade’s offer of a lift to the airport in the morning turned out to be a farce he would not be so understanding. This had led to a couple of ugly moments of late, about which Hugh had endeavoured to be patient and civil. So it was no wonder that their imminent separation was troubling him. However, since Wade had lost his parents a couple of years ago, and he was an only child, Hugh had become his family. They’d been mates for some twenty years their families had arrived in Australia on the same boat from England. Yet now that he had been accepted, Wade was finding it a little difficult to be happy about it. Hugh had always been open about his aspirations to study there. Wade had been acting a little strange since Hugh had been accepted into Oxford. ‘Back to plan A, then,’ said Hugh, deciding to have a little more faith in the word of his best friend. He closed the boot, considering whether he should ask the driver to wait, but the vehicle took off down the street before he was given a chance. Hugh hauled his luggage from the trunk of the taxi, disturbed to note that the tiny inner-city terrace was in total darkness.
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