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Monday Afternoon, 9th June

XANDER & IZZY

In his car

The only way is up

‘Take a right, then a left, then it’s as far up the hill as you can go.’

Xander watched Izzy out of the corner of his eye, waving her hands, as she rattled off the directions. Izzy was a name that kind of suited her. Small, dizzy, unpredictable, prone to explosions…And here she was filling yet another of his cars with the smell of sticky candy, except this time she was jammed up against him, in his dad’s ancient Aston Martin, as they made their way up an impossibly steep road, towards high altitude Matlock. Come to think of it, today the bubblegum was overlaid with a very different scent that was somehow making him want to inhale incredibly deeply. Something sweeter than sugar, more like burning roses.