I walked into my cottage, kicked off my heels and threw the mask onto the table with disgust. A look at the clock told me that it was nearly twelve so I turned on the telly ready to listen to the count down. Oliver had offered to come in with me but I could tell he wasn’t really keen. He blamed me for this whole mess and he was right of course, it was c…
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