Even with my warmest jumper and my winter boots on I am chilled to the bone. Even with my eyes strained hard and focused I cannot see one car. Every second of silence I think I hear a voice, every second I know I cannot hear a thing. As I stare out into the dark Australian outback I feel like I am waiting for nothing. At 12:00 at night waiting for a car to arrive, a car that was most likely never going to come. Every year in the middle of winter I wait. Every year in the middle of winter on the morning of the 16th of July no one comes. This year it will be different. Gia will come and she will meet me here in front of my home. She will help me with my project because she is my older sister and that is what older sisters do, they teach their little sisters to swim.  
When I was ten I had never been to the beach. Mum said swimming wasn’t important and I cannot remember what dad said because he died when I was two. Mum was busy doing other things, that’s why Gia promised me I would learn to swim one day. Twelve years later all alone in front of my house while mum is still asleep, my sisters car appears. I take the biggest gasp of cold air that my lungs ache. After a minute of coughing and spluttering I finally see Gia in a bright green jumper and her hair in a long golden braid. My sister is finally here.
So after I asked mum, I leave for Brisbane with my sister and her fluffy (face-licking) golden retriever.