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school photos 18
‘Who’s your friend?’ Jean’s voice was dry. The girl’s hair was a botched dye-job black, long and silky at the back, and around her face in a feather-...
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school photos 17
The phone box was a two-minute walk down the street from the house. The inside of it was grotty, smelled of pee, which was just badness, Jean thought...
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school photos 16
Sitting in the chair, which was squashed in beside my bed, the auxiliary nurse mopped under my big feet. I tried to make myself as small as possible...
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school photos 15
I didn’t feel at all tired, but in the muggy heat of the ward, as the hospital lights became muted, the nurses talked in scratchy whispers, I must...
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school photos 14
I wasn’t allowed to walk. A shaggy-haired porter sporting a tan dustcoat pushed my wheelchair to the lifts and took me up to my ward on level eight...
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