JEMIMA J. Excerpt
"And finally at 6 p.m. your day is over. Waiting for the bus home, you nip into the newsagent and buy a couple of bars of chocolate to sustain you on the journey, and then that familiar feeling of dread pours over you as you approach your house, and your two perfect flatmates.
"And your evenings blend together into one. Alone again, a blessed relief as Sophie and Lisa are out partying, you eat your evenings out in oblivion. You watch television, game shows, sit-coms, documentaries. There are few with such eclectic tastes as you, Jemima (or Nice), and few with your knowledge.
Or you might read, for you have hundreds of books to quench that thirst for knowledge. And a lot of time you spend lying on your bed, daydreaming about romance, which is something you have little experience of."
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"And your evenings blend together into one. Alone again, a blessed relief as Sophie and Lisa are out partying, you eat your evenings out in oblivion. You watch television, game shows, sit-coms, documentaries. There are few with such eclectic tastes as you, Jemima (or Nice), and few with your knowledge.
Or you might read, for you have hundreds of books to quench that thirst for knowledge. And a lot of time you spend lying on your bed, daydreaming about romance, which is something you have little experience of."
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