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123 The Tower

The black tower appeared in the garden overnight.  I’d stumbled out of bed to make the tea, my seventy-odd years weighing like lead as I shuffled across the kitchen.

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121 Changeling

He isnae mine, hasnae been for twelve years. I know that now. It took a good long while tae admit it and I’ve tried tae make up for lost time, for a’ the years I dithered about whether or not it wis true.

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119 Rehab

Is it my turn? Well, yeah, I guess so. I’m as ready as I’ll ever be…So, okay. Here goes.

Hello. My name is Tom, and I am…

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