Citater
He never says my name once when he can say it twice, like it’s the words to a song and the sound rises like music.
Summer means jewel-bright ruby tomatoes and emerald beans glittering from neat earthy beds with opal cabbages and the topaz shimmer of yellow courgettes.
I am so angry that I can feel it pouring out of my bones and into my blood and out of my skin. The space around me is coloured with my fury.
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