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My stories

... Presumed Dead

We used to have so much to say. Not enough hours in the day to discuss … whatever.
Cherry

I remember ...

The way the wine dribbled down the bottle and you wiped it with your hand – licked your fingers as it drizzled down your chin
Cherry

All Done With Mirrors

I.P. 21/ll/08 Colin’s late again, for the third time this week.

Dancing in the Dark

No step I couldn’t master when caught up in his arms. No other partner with whom I danced so well.
Cherry

Evening in Paris

I used to ask her where she went most every night. “To see a man about a dog,” was always her reply

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