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Roula laughed as he walked off.

Then he abruptly turned and walked right up to her, but it did not feel confrontational...it felt necessary. ‘Roula.’

‘Yes?’

‘Wear zig-zags.’

She frowned.

‘Spots, stripes...’

They were staring at each other, and it was both tense and a relief to be lost in his eyes and to see that their kiss had affected him.

‘Whatever you’ve got in that luggage...’

‘Will do.’

She took for ever though to sort out the unfamiliar keys and get inside the door, and from there she gave him a wave. ‘See you on Monday.’

‘Yes,’ Galen said.

In stripes, spotsandzig-zags, preferably!

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