The Name
Patience was Riley Gibbon’s strongest virtue; some would say his only one. Twelve years working as a maintenance worker in a data centre in rural Australia eliminated any career ambitions. He wasn’t an adventurous thrill seeker; in all that time, Riley had never travelled outside of his annual trip to Sydney on Christmas to see his mum. He wasn’t the type to revel in change; he never moved house, never so much as changed the daily route he took to work and chose to stay in the same single story bitumen with its aluminium roof that soaked up too much of the hot outback sun.
