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The small girl bounced along the pavement, holding her father’s hand and incessantly babbling a monologue on the subject of sweets. The latter was a forceful expression of her preferences for “spongey” sweets with the only deviation being a disapprobation of her … Continue reading
“Frances, have you got any change? I want to get the paper.” “My purse is on the kitchen table. There should be some cash in there”. David scrabbled for change, grabbing at an approximate amount which he thought would suffice … Continue reading