This piece was written for the weekly 99 word Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge with the prompt of ‘write a spooky tale told around a campfire’.
I suggest you read this link beforehand. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kurdaitcha
This was the first cattle drive for the Arrente boy the whitefellas called Jimmy. The whitefellas couldn’t care less for blackfella names. They paid themselves with money but paid the blackfellas with tea, flour and tobacco and their campfires were separate. Jimmy sat silently with the older boys and men. A rogue willy-willy suddenly blew out and then re-lit their fire. Old Tarpot said ‘Kurdaitcha man point that bone. Bin come for him tonight.’ All eyes turned to Jackie, who had been sick for days. Jimmy watched Jackie’s eyes glass over and then returned his own to the fire.