[A picture has been taped very carefully to the left of the entry. Black and white originally, but yellowing with age, it depicts two people on the English shoreline. One is a man with light-colored hair and bachelor-skinny limbs in patched clothes; the other is an attractive woman with kind eyes. The man has waded in to his knees, despite his long trousers; the woman laughs.]
That was me. That's her.
When I close my eyes, the bombs are still screaming.
I'll add my case notes in later.
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Thank you again, Georgia. For the gift. I can't say that enough.
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Is there something I can take to stop my ears from ringing?
I think I'm going to go for a walk. Need to clear my head.