Cherry

chapter thirteen: memory lane

It had been three months and we still hadn’t exchanged any form of communication, as per the anti social behaviour order. Three months. Ok, so I had reduced the obsessive compulsive stuff.
Cherry

Heatwave

Claire had only known Petri for three months before he moved into her small top floor flat. Friends attributed her impulsiveness to the heat. It was the hottest summer in living memory.

Unique

Hey these small towns have some great names!

Fred

what you can find in the small ads!

Hat

Have you seen the old man....?

Frank

Idle conversation in the local bar.

Coming to Andalucia

early days in Spain

Monkey Business

Something interesting in the Venta

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