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I have a cold
There’s something so calming and comforting about having a glass of hot blackcurrant cordial when you’re sick. It was one of the things my maternal grandmother would give me if I was unwell and she was charged with looking after me for the day. As much as I didn’t like her when I was younger,… Read more
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Pretending…
[Excerpt] “Don’t.” I shook my head, refusing to meet his gaze. Instead I watched his fingers dance along my arm as they traced over the thin lines of the tattoo. “Don’t what?” His voice was a sultry purr that unnerved me. “Issie?” He was closer now, so near that his breath whispered over my cheek.… Read more
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