“She put them straight in the bin and headed into the kitchen to make some tea. Still confused over the whole Bev issue, she decided over the hot, sweet liquid, that there was nothing she could do. He was gone and what she assumed, what she thought they had, was nothing. She’d been wrong about him and the way she felt. Her emotions were not to be trusted. She’d given him her heart, allowed him to kiss her, and awaken feelings in her and for what? To be tossed aside at the last minute and have he...r heart broken. Well, never again. She’d remain single. It was far, far safer than feeling the way she did now. Going through the mail she found an ebluey. Tempted just to discard it, something made her open it. He was still her squaddie after all and she ought to keep sending parcels, even if nothing else. Hey, Jude. Sorry, I couldn’t resist. I’m sorry I didn’t get to say goodbye. I came over after the repatriation, but you were out. Was it something I said or did? If it was I’m sorry.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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