Rachael Powers

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There was an unpredictability about him that appealed to her. She couldn’t bear the feeling of all of the years of her life stretching out before her in a series of jobs and cars and weddings and grey Tuesday afternoons with freshly Hoovered carpets. He was inconsiderate and unreliable but he was a nicotine sort of electric that kept her on her toes. He
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