Sweet Talking Money

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For my beloved N.

lady through whose profound and fragile lips the sweet small clumsy feet of April came into the ragged meadow of my soul.

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‘Thanks. Like I say, I have a full day of meetings tomorrow, so anything which helps …’

‘Tomorrow?’ She snorted out through her nose, possibly her version of a laugh. ‘You’ll need to cancel.’

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