Chapter Sixteen

Sheila looked at the injured creatures lying on the bench.

Apart from Elvis and herself, there were several small birds, an echidna, a frill-necked lizard, a possum and a defenceless joey. Sheila wished she had some way of moving them to safety, but that was impossible.

As she and Elvis were the fox’s main targets, the best chance for the helpless creatures was if Elvis and she found somewhere to hide.

But where could they go? Sheila wrinkled her brow, deep in thought.

The old car where Eggie and Dulcie lived appeared to be deserted. Perhaps

that would do? She realised that she hadn’t seen either of them since Maggie broke the bad news.

‘They’re probably hiding out in the forest somewhere,’ she said to Elvis. ‘I’m sure they won’t mind if we use their home as a hide-out. Anyway, we don’t have time to waste. Let’s get going.’

With Sheila’s help, Elvis managed to get across to the old car and climb up onto the rusty bonnet. From there, the two of them half hopped, half fell, through the empty windshield, onto the front seat of the old wreck and collapsed from exhaustion.

‘Home, sweet home,’ smiled Sheila as she nestled down beside Elvis. ‘We made it!’