Day #8: Wrong Number, by Amber Averay Anne exited the library into a balmy night, the scent of brine on the air mingling with the meaty aromas from the nearby restaurant. It was an odd smell, but one she found comforting, familiar and soothing. She brushed her heavy fringe from her eyes, juggling her handbag,Continue reading “A Fortnight of Lust”
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