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  • “Have you packed?” he barked. She never listened.

    Her pillows sympathised, swallowing grief... and desperation.

    He selected items from dishevelled drawers, contemptuously – a bikini, a strapless top, a linen skirt, panties, summer shoes, vanity items.

    “I’m leaving you,” she repeated.

    The packing continued apace, fastidiously squaring, aligning her objections away.
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