![]() ![]() "About this title" may belong to another edition of this title. Tom squeezed his eyes tight shut, until he saw sparkles behind his straining lids. First stop - the brilliant Elin Gregory put me in The Comfy Chair at her blog and grilled me about the writing process. Tom drew in a sharp breath through his nose. Rev up the winnebago Todays the start of the Object of Desire blog tour Wooh I have my packed lunch. ![]() "She's on the bed." Nick's unwanted voice again, worming in his ear. Two gulls, startling white against startling blue, wheeling and crying over the river. The gorgeous photographer Tom had been idly chatting-up, when he answered his phone.Ī bored assistant, waiting by a fold-up table, holding a bottle of make-up remover, pointedly, in her hand. Read Judiths Review. Grand white colonnades, white render, yellowing grass, scorching sunlight–Greenwich Riverside–with the glass and metal towers of Canary Wharf, looming across the Thames. His blank, stunned eyes skittered over his surroundings, trying to grip on to normality. Choked and shaky, at the other end of a poor phone line. ![]()
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