First Date
“Take
me home!” she pleaded. We left the sounds
of drunken revelry behind us and set off across the moor, driving haltingly into
the mist-soaked night. Past the roadside
cairn, I slammed on the brakes, staring disbelievingly at her now-empty seat.
art by Robert Perry: "Looking Along the Dyffryn Valley Towards Cape Curig"
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