Cassandra took a deep breath before turning the key in Elspeth’s front door. She did this every time to prepare herself for the fug of dust, stale urine and faded toilet water that infected her Aunt’s flat.
The day had turned out to be warm since she had boarded the train at Brighton, and she was regretting having put on her heavy wool London coat. Read more …
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Fancy by Julia Collins
Wednesday, July 8th, 2009Tags: Julie Collins, writing
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