Fore Love

The air was fresh. Too fresh. It was missing something. And, it was too quiet. The occasional rhythm

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I love him. I know I do. But I need time to think. I need space. I need you mum. You were meant to b

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The phone rang. And rang. They exchanged a familiar look, willing the other to prise their sorry ars

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