Everyone in Mulligan’s Mill knows I’m a lover of tidy shelves, proper punctuation, and bow ties that restore a man’s dignity. I never needed adventures—I always had Emily Bront?, Jane Austen, and a first edition or two to keep me warm. Then along came Cody Cameron: a sunburnt, carefree Australian travel writer who swept into Mulligan’s Mill with his battered backpack and his reckless grin, and made me fall head over heels in love.
Now, somehow, he’s convinced me to follow him all the way to his beach shack on Magnetic Island in Queensland, Australia. I thought the scariest part would...
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Everyone in Mulligan’s Mill knows I’m a lover of tidy shelves, proper punctuation, and bow ties that restore a man’s dignity. I never needed adventures—I always had Emily Bront?, Jane Austen, and a first edition or two to keep me warm. Then along came Cody Cameron: a sunburnt, carefree Australian travel writer who swept into Mulligan’s Mill with his battered backpack and his reckless grin, and made me fall head over heels in love.
Now, somehow, he’s convinced me to follow him all the way to his beach shack on Magnetic Island in Queensland, Australia. I thought the scariest part would be the long flight… or the snakes… and the sharks… and the “crocs” he kept warning me about. Turns out the real danger is trying to survive his jealous flatmate— a foul-mouthed cockatoo named Kevin.
The Cocky for Cody is a 15k-word short story that follows Brooks and Cody all the way to Australia, where pretty much anything that can go wrong, does… thanks to a cocky named Kevin. Expect sunburns, cute Australian animals that can kill you, and a love that can endure even the worst curses from a talking cockatoo.
