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July 14, 2019
She flew out, almost knocking him over as he rounded the corner. Driving up to the place, it looked deserted.
Except for the intermittent creak of the windmill, there wasn’t a sound when he stepped out of the car; nothing moved. A feeling of dense tranquillity and peace settled over him as he approached the house and he found himself envying the people who lived here.
When she ran out, her feathers ruffled and tea-towel flapping, she was on him and talking before the screen door behind her had time to slap shut.
‘Des said he’d sort it,’ she said.