She looked down my row, smiled at me and asked to be excused. “Certainly,” I responded as I moved to give the slender, dark haired lady …
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Inviting Friendship: Part 2
Feeling Uncomfortable Eating out alone is uncomfortable for me. I feel awkward, as if I don’t know where to look other than my food. I …
His Grip is Firm: Even When We Fall
My gloved hands and winter coat gave me protection from the cold morning air as I, along and several other teenage girls disembarked the bus. We talked as we walked …
Friends Are Like Lace
When I was twelve I went on a school trip from South Wales to Switzerland. The journey was mainly by coach except for the short …
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