Meg Ford has her hands full as she comes into Milliways today.
And then, suddenly, she doesn't, as the bottom of her grocery bag splits in dramatic fashion.
She just (barely) manages to catch the bottle of shampoo, and the bread lands at her feet and stays there, but a half dozen oranges promptly go rolling in a half dozen directions.
Laura is a good person to ask for self-defense lessons. She's careful and thorough and she's going to make sure you know what you need to know
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Spring in Montreal is short, mild, less than terribly predictable, and welcomed with open arms. 1 May 1988 dawns slightly overcast, but the clouds burn off, and it hits a quite comfortable (by Montreal standards) 12°C
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It's a pretty low-key party, all things considered, and not significantly different than the one Parker or Meg would have thrown in a dorm room for a friend at home, not-exactly-traditional menu not withstanding
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