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They get to spend more and more time together. Evenings in the GAE are quiet and peaceful, lights burning in the corners, the shutters thrown open to the sound of the sea. In a loose robe embroidered with blousey roses, worn over underwear that's stayed in a drawer for months ( Read more... ) -
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She was dreaming about London, about her office and piles of briefs and Nick trying to tell her something but unable to find the words. She stirred, half awake, stretching out her hand across the empty bed and ( Read more... ) -
For Aidan
It's innocent, at first. She just wants to watch a movie, and the bookcase offers 'LET THE RIGHT ONE IN'. She's always liked horror movies, liked foreign films too, so she settles in and watches it. By about halfway through, she's got a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. When it's over, she actually does need to throw up, crouched over the ( Read more... ) -
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She hasn't lived there long but, already, she knows that moving into the GAE was the right decision. The house is beautiful, plenty of room for her and Alfie, even when Aidan stays, and she's close to the ocean. It's a bit of a walk to the compound but, with the sling that helps her wear Alfie slung against her chest, she doesn't mind the walking ( Read more... ) -
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She's folding laundry when it happens. He's staying more often, but that doesn't explain how many of Aidan's t-shirts have become inexplicably mixed in with hers. She's sorting them into separate piles when her feet are suddenly wet and it takes her a moment to figure out what's just happened.
Oh, Jesus.
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She's never been this exhausted. She's been weary before, fallen asleep with her head on a pile of files, but she's never been this tired in her bones. She might actually be close to being in love with Aidan right now, because he's the one who bought her through it, the one who placed her baby into her arms ( Read more... )