“And when it’s right, you can find someone again.” He tightens his grip. “But I have a few requirements for any future bloke. Hypothetically speaking, of course.” My laugh spurts out. I sniffle. “What requirements?” His look, like I’m dense. “Obviously, he has to have a motorbike. Now, I’m okay with him not naming it.” “How generous.” “I am that, if anything.” He shakes a warning finger. “And he must be able to make a decent cuppa. Because you need your afternoon tea now. And he’ll have to take you to just sit and look at this beautiful world, because you tend to work too hard.” “Deal.” My
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