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You nodded towards the cup. Want more? I shook my head. What about the car? Didn't find it. You were heading back towards me when I found you. Towards . . . ? You nodded. So I reckoned the car had probably got stuck or died somehow, and you were just coming home. Home? Yeah. Your mouth twitched. Back to me.

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Lucy Christopher
Age: 54
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WAL
Didn
Towards
Heading
Home
Car
Headings
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Yeah
Shook
Find
Died
Cups
Coming
Mouth
Probably
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Stuck
Reckoned
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Mouths
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