It’s just like something out of a wonderful fairy tale. On her 25th birthday, every female in the United Kingdom is sent a special letter from the National Health Service inviting her to attend a beautiful, magical ball to dance the night away with a harem of really good looking strangers. Only joking. She’s invited…
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As predicted, I have scrapped most of the scene about Josh and Ivy that I published last week. This is a new one… “You’re up early.” I squint over my shoulder at Josh’s slouchy, bare-chested figure in the hallway. His blonde hair – usually so carefully coiffed with his special hair stuff, is completely flat…
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