Lanny slid the backpack off his aching shoulders and dropped it onto the gravel strip at the side of the road. He was hot, tired, and thirsty, and he squatted down to take the water bottle and some milk biscuits out of the side pocket. It seemed as though he had been walking in the midday sun for hours, but in fact it had been only forty minutes since he had accepted a ride that left him halfway along a side road that ran parallel to the main highway. The rolling green landscape was lovely, with postcard-perfect farms, immaculate houses and hedges and fences, and plump cows peacefully munching on lush grass, but there wasn't much in the way of cars. Usually hitch-hiking was easy in New Zealand, but a little traffic certainly upped the odds of getting somewhere faster than walking.

He had no idea where he might end up that night. Early in the morning he had left the farm near Gisborne where he had been picking apples for the last fortnight – he had made a few dollars an...

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