Hi Corrina,
I'm thoroughly enjoying this story and having serious flashbacks to my time in Melbourne. However, it must have been "non-footy season" since I didn't see footy everywhere I went.
This part struck home:
When they came to the road, Clark looked left and, seeing no cars, stepped forward. He felt Lois grab his hand and tug him back to the sidewalk. She glanced up at him, grinning, as a car whistled by, coming from his right.
Except that it wasn't Lois that pulled *me* back. I swear the drivers get points for tagging Americans that make this mistake.
Bob
