Farewell to You Tonight
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Published 1 May 2006
The War is over, but peace came at too high a price. EXCERPT: "She forgot that he tasted like orange rind and Ginger Newts when she kissed him. She forgot the lump in her throat when she’d told him she loved him – always had and always would."
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