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As she looked out over the sunlit bay from her window she was reminded of faraway shores, the soft ripple of a breeze over gently crashing waves, wine chilled, condensation running like tiny rivers down the curved body of the bottle. They were sat looking out across the bay, sipping their favourite wine and life … Continue reading Waiting for Rita
It seemed as if she had been waiting for him forever. It seemed like that the first day she met him, and it still seemed that way now. Her hands tightened around the steering wheel as she watched lights in the dark, shadowy houses being switched off as the hours ticked by. How long would … Continue reading The Homecoming
More than anything, she was flattered in her unearthly world. Quietly pleased that she had, in fact, created more devastation than she first suspected as she had lay bleeding, suffering and unattended to for a matter of years. She thought it had just been her that broke. She thought it was just her who had … Continue reading When Love Breaks Down (The Horror Years)
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