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f_m_parkinson again today - more Prosfic by this classic Pros author! Happy reading! *g*
That Time of Year
by Felicity M. Parkinson
“Aww, do I really have to do this, Ray?” Bodie glared at the two sleeping bags and the cans of lager already sitting in the boot of the Capri.
“Yeah,” Doyle’s reply was uncompromising as he put his holdall in beside them, “you do.” He looked down at the second holdall by Bodie’s feet, then at his partner. “C’mon. Can’t hang around here all day. Stick it in, and we’ll get going.”
Looking like a condemned man, Bodie complied, then slid into the passenger seat of the car.
( They headed north... )
f_m_parkinson again today - more Prosfic by this classic Pros author! Happy reading! *g*That Time of Year
by Felicity M. Parkinson
“Aww, do I really have to do this, Ray?” Bodie glared at the two sleeping bags and the cans of lager already sitting in the boot of the Capri.
“Yeah,” Doyle’s reply was uncompromising as he put his holdall in beside them, “you do.” He looked down at the second holdall by Bodie’s feet, then at his partner. “C’mon. Can’t hang around here all day. Stick it in, and we’ll get going.”
Looking like a condemned man, Bodie complied, then slid into the passenger seat of the car.
( They headed north... )
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