Weekends are great for settling down with a book, although sometimes we don’t have a lot of time. Play the Game is perfect, it can be read in one sitting.
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Going on a first date is always daunting, and more so for Stella,
I was an idiot. Why would I ever agree to go to a posh hotel for dinner with a hot guy? Who was I kidding? Food! The thought of a hot meal made my stomach grumble. The last time I ate anything hot was payday in the work’s canteen.
Looking at the pile of clothes on the bed, I realised that each piece of clothing had been tried on and discarded, and now my wardrobe was bare. I couldn’t recall the last time I went on a date or bought something new.
It was awkward, as guys generally asked questions. I couldn’t tell anyone about my circumstances or my dad. Anyway, who’d believe me?