Survival (Twisted book 1)
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November 29th, 2009.
I loved our Sundays together. When we weren’t in our offices finalising things for Monday, we spent the day in town. It was small and quaint on the outskirts of the city. Wide open spaces, fields of wildflowers, and a trickling stream that ran through the middle of the town, from the old church to the old windmill, made it feel like a world away from the hustle and bustle of the city. A tranquil little spot in the... centre of madness. It was our tranquil little spot. I loved being a part of it and had since it became our home a year ago.
We often walked the aisles of the Sunday market. Thomas had a thing for the cheeses and I loved perusing the stalls for fresh eggs and bread. It had snowed in the night and we walked glove-in-glove, wrapped up so only our faces were showing. It had only snowed a couple of inches but, like the stereotypical Brits we were, we had no idea how to react to the alien white fluff besides to wrap up like we were on an arctic voyage and moan about how cold we were.MoreLess
November 29th, 2009.
I loved our Sundays together. When we weren’t in our offices finalising things for Monday, we spent the day in town. It was small and quaint on the outskirts of the city. Wide open spaces, fields of wildflowers, and a trickling stream that ran through the middle of the town, from the old church to the old windmill, made it feel like a world away from the hustle and bustle of the city. A tranquil little spot in the... centre of madness. It was our tranquil little spot. I loved being a part of it and had since it became our home a year ago.
We often walked the aisles of the Sunday market. Thomas had a thing for the cheeses and I loved perusing the stalls for fresh eggs and bread. It had snowed in the night and we walked glove-in-glove, wrapped up so only our faces were showing. It had only snowed a couple of inches but, like the stereotypical Brits we were, we had no idea how to react to the alien white fluff besides to wrap up like we were on an arctic voyage and moan about how cold we were.MoreLess
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