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... ants of the party: the giant card propped against the wall, the faint, sweet smell of cake... were a warm memory, but the reality of the present was the low hum of tyres on the M1 and the grey, featureless sky of the British motorway network.
Emma was driving, her expression a mixture of pride and sadness I knew all too well. It was the look she got whenever one of us had to leave.
We had spent the last year navigating the two hundred miles between London and Manchester, a consta ...
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