Living With THE PAST
Mar 04, 2020
3 minutes
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Linda sank onto the sofa and eased her broken ankle up on it, scratching beneath the cast delicately with a knitting needle. She didn’t know which was worse – the itching or not being able to do things. If Greg had listened to reason, she wouldn’t be in this situation.
She glanced at her watch, wondering what was taking him so long. It was a five-minute walk to the chip shop and he’d been gone half an hour. At the sound of a
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