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Mysteries and miss- stories

I have been wanting to trace the family history for years, I remember promising myself that when I finished my degree, and had more time then I would start. Then I did the counselling course, and then I started writing the book.
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The Taxi Driver

As I shoved my bags into the back seat the taxi driver grumbles that he was just about to pull away, apparently, I had taken so long that he had thought I was a no-show. ‘Sorry I was just putting my shoes on’ I say, which I hope conveys that I couldn’t have left the house any quicker unless I was sitting on the doorstep; looking disdainfully at me he turns the car around; and we head off to the station where I am being dropped this morning.
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