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Gladys- Part Two

She was leading me through an overgrown front garden, one of a row of post-war terraces I’d always thought abandoned. Some of the windows had boards...
Cherry

Gladys- Part Three

I shuddered as Gladys’ words hit home. I was too vulnerable to dismiss her perfect head-shot as pure chance. I felt naked in the presence of this...
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