Debbie Roth

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Carmel took him by the lapels and shoved him towards the river. ‘Please shut up,’ she said. It was because he liked her. That was why he was talking so much. Because she had spent the night at his place and woken up in his bed and was now walking beside him in the rain. The feeling ran through Carmel swiftly, and it left her mortified. He liked her.
The Wren, the Wren
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