October 1964 slipped into being without fuss or ceremony. Canberra was like that, calm, orderly, a city still deciding what it wanted to be. Norman and Sandra had been there scarcely ten months, yet the rhythm of the place had already settled into them, or perhaps they into it. Most of what had unfolded since their arrival had been deliberate, planned with the steady patience learned from years of war, migration, and sheep.

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