‘It’s the English proof. It’s coming out the same time as here. In six weeks.’ He slipped it into his backpack and got ready to go. ‘Thank you.’ ‘Is that all you’re going to say?’ He nodded. ‘Do you remotely understand how difficult it’s been historically for women to create, to be artists, scientists, to write or paint? My story means nothing to you?’ He shook his head and began to walk away. A grown man in a sulk? Pathetic. So he changed his mind and went back to her. ‘I’ll tell you your story. You wanted to be in love, you wanted to be married, you wanted a baby, and it all came your way.
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