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272 pages, Paperback
Published March 1, 2021
Jo's mother Leonie is a lost soul too. With PTSD after extreme domestic violence, she is barely functioning. Jo, setting off for his first encounter with Ron, leaves his mum to sleep and wake and boil the kettle and eat toast and watch daytime television wrapped safely in her fading blue dressing gown.
He sees her body, still and serene, but that is all. She is hollow. It is as though the mother he knew crawled out from her skin long ago, seeking refuge, perhaps escaping to somewhere safer. Usually, when she glances his way, she does not see him. He is a faceless silhouette that no one notices, not even his mum. He is part stranger, part son, part dole bludger, a boy from The Pines: a combination of scattered pieces, and nothing, all at the same time. (p.12)
The Pines is a disadvantaged area within the Melbourne outer suburb of Frankston, and Jo's future looks bleak whether there's a recession or not. But a chance meeting between his mother and Ron in the queue at the CES leads to a job offer of sorts. Not one that pays a salary, not a job that will affect his unemployment benefit, but one based on a share of the money they might make. With the bank about to foreclose on the house, 19-year-old Jo has to step up and do something. Anything...
Ron's wife has died, and he needs someone to navigate the van when he goes 'scrounging' at the garage sales that are proliferating as people try to find ways to make a little money. Jo can't drive because there's no one to teach him and no car to practise in, but he turns out to be good at reading maps and at planning journeys to minimise the cost of petrol. And he's an extra pair of hands to help lug their finds to the van, or to stand guard over some treasure to prevent some other would-be buyer making off with it. He learns to help with sanding old bits of furniture, and over time he begins to recognise items which can be resold to other dealers at a profit.
Reading this novel puts me in mind of The Antiques Road Show and the dumbfounded expressions of people who've discovered the value of something they thought was worth much less than the expert's appraisal. This show probably accounts for the inflated value some of Ron's sources put on their wares.