Brian parked the car in front of the Community Centre, located alongside a bowling green, in the middle of the gated community of one hundred and forty residential units that made up the retirement village.
Stella surveyed the streets of landscaped gardens and neat lawns.
‘This is May’s idea of retirement,’ said Brian.
‘You sure you want to move into a retirement village?’
‘She’s already looking. There’s a waiting list for most of them, unless you go to Mt Gambier.’
‘Yeah. They’re advertising vacancies.’
‘Seriously, Brian, Mt Gambier?’
‘Her sisters live there.’
‘But aren’t all your friends here?’
‘I don’t think she’s thinking about my friends.’
‘How long before you retire?’
‘Another five years, I hope.’
‘Mt Gambier.’ Stella shook her head as she opened the car door. 'You need to work on her, Brian. You’ll die of boredom down there.’
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