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rosaleenharkin
Location: Scotland
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The turf fire was glowing like an old man puffing on his pipe , sucking the life out of it , I knew id spend every hour dropping clumps on to keep the heat in , could hear the wind howling as it blew through the old trees , I couldnt help but pace the room , my body was screaming for what it needed most , but the comfort of who would bring my agony to a close soothed me slightly , I went to the range where the kettle bubbled over , added some loose tea to the teapot , and let it sit , waiting just like me , my nerves again began to jangle , what if it didnt happen , what if he didnt come , how would I sleep alone , I needed this , no way was I sleeping , I reached for my coat , pulled it close around me , id meet him half way , yes thats what id do , keep my nerve , show no emotion , be all cool and aloof , dont show how needy and pathetic id become , as I truched slowly along the windy road , my mind was raceing , hope to God I keep my dignity , dont just blurt out my intensions , let him at least say hello , before I asked ..or begged if needed too ...that made me feel some shame , my cheeks were burning now at how low id sunk ..but somehow knew id do anything he asked of me , any single thing ...suddenly in the distance ..I seen him , walking very slowly towards me , I stopped the urge to run towards him was agony ...but told myself wait , let him hurry ...we were now a short distance apart ..my heart was beating wildly , felt almost faint ..he stood in front of me smileing ...tried to speak , but made this mad croaking sound ..he smiled , and said ...what was it you wanted from town ...matches was it ...thats when lost all reason you honour , killed him dead ...was ciggaretes the dumb ass was to get me .
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