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Waiting

As she waited, she realised she knew nothing for certain about this man. All she knew was what he had told her, but she had nothing to prove any of it. She had no way to contact him except by email. No address. No phone number. She had never met any of his friends. If she’d read this story in a magazine she’d have poured scorn on it. And yet, here she was again.
Waiting.

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About Dabblewords

Reluctant writer, word dabbler...tea maker, coffee drinker, rum imbiber, chocolate eater.

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