Intuitive in the mode of passion
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'Couldn’t immigration make some allowance?’ asked my wife. ‘They really don’t care,’ said the officer, looking Claudia in the eye.
"The wild carrot has a leaf which is delicate and curved. We call it Aphrodite’s eyebrow. You have to be very careful though, because the other plant that looks like these is hemlock.”
‘This is a very serious incident —' said Claudia.‘There was no incident,’ interrupted the doctor.
We came on late notice, told that Claudia’s mother was dying. She nearly died a few times during her hospital admission. The doctor was quietly astonished when we agreed to take her home to care for her there.
For the first time in over two years, there will be no blog post today, following a death in our family.
I expect to be back with you when the next post is due in a fortnight.
Thanks for your continuing love and support.
“Why is he worse now than he was before the operation?” John demanded. “Why isn’t he better? Are you telling us he’s not going to get better?”
In his new reality in the hospital, he was being captured and taken away, tortured and traumatised, every night.
As a young mother in my early twenties my earnestness was so severe it came to feel potentially life-threatening. Something had to crack.
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