he left?
Sean bustled into the kitchen an hour and a half later, wellrested. âOscar not up yet?â
âYou should ring your sister.â
âAnd good morning to you.â
âRing her now, it will be getting late there.â
âI have, in fact, already rung her. Iâm surprised you didnâthear me. Iâm surprised Oscar slept through. We had a terrible line. I had to yell.â
âSo why didnât she answer yesterday?â
âShe overindulged at her birthday celebrations and turned off the phone. Then forgot she turned it off.â
âAnd the epidemic?â
âIs literally hundreds of miles from her. Did you make enough coffee for me?â
âI drank it, Iâve been up for ages.â
âYou shouldnât get up so early.â
âDid you tell her to be careful?â
âI told her not to drink so much. London to Manchesterâs the same distance as Sydney to Canberra. Sheâs fine, sheâs safe.â Sean contemplated her. âZacâs safe in Canberra.â
âSays you.â
âMy sister and Zac are a long way from anybody who is sick. As are we. Breathe.â
âIt will come here. It will get to London, probably before it comes here. In fact itâs almost certainly already in London.â
âThereâll be warnings, first cases and second cases, and weâll do all the sensible things when the time comes. If you go on like this, youâll be a mess before anything even happens.â
âIt will come...â
âYes, it might, and weâll be ready. But thatâs not yet. Iâm not saying ignore it, but you only need to be ready.â He put his arm around her shoulder and rested his head on her hair. âYou taking Oscar to school today or is it my turn?â
âIâll take him. Iâm working from home.â
He straightened and threw his hand up in exasperation. âYou didnât go in yesterday. This is what I mean...â
âItâs Tuesday, I work from home on Tuesdays. I didnât go in yesterday because I had an appointment. It doesnât mean I have to go in today. Iâll go in tomorrow.â
âThen Iâll do the school run tomorrow.â
They got to Oscarâs school seconds before the bell. The pavement was crowded with children in white polo shirts and blue track pants drifting randomly like atoms in a gas. She wove her way between them to the gate, Oscar clutching the towrope of her sleeve.
The bell rang and the atoms ricocheted around, more vigorous but no more purposeful than before. Oscar hugged her around her middle, and she kissed him on the head.
âBye Mum,â and he was off. She watched him run into the crowd surging towards the school doors until she couldnât tell which blue and white back was his.
Hannah turned on the computer with every intention of reading emails, easing herself into work. It wouldnât hurt to have a quick look at The Herald and The Times , maybe the World Health Organisation and Centers for Disease Control websites. And the weather in Canberra. Fifteen degrees maximum, four degrees minimum. She thought about checking if his fleece was still in his room, but it wasnât as if she could take it to him. She brought her email to the front, and looked for something from Zac. Nothing but work.
Mr Moon jumped onto the keyboard and rubbed himself along the monitor. He registered a nonviolent protest by going limp in her hands as she dropped him on the floor and used the momentum of his fall to spring back up. âGo and bug someone else.â Half an hour gone and the most riveting information sheâd found was that parliament was recalled for an emergency sitting to pass legislation allowing quarantining of individuals. One of the minor parties was calling for a proper debate.
She typed in âManbaâ and scanned down the page of results. The little snippets didnât tell