A cheerful blaze in the fireplace, the crackling of logs, a clink of glasses and the glow of whisky, and laughter, so much laughter. Glenda turned over and tried to return to the dream, but the cold, dark and empty house wouldn't let her.
A cheerful blaze in the fireplace, the crackling of logs, a clink of glasses and the glow of whisky, and laughter, so much laughter. Glenda turned over and tried to return to the dream, but the cold, dark and empty house wouldn't let her.
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