I need good coffee!" I say in horror. "It's my only luxury!" I can't live with my parents and drink bad coffee. It's not humanly possible. Becky talking about cutting back with her parents.
Sophie KinsellaWe both gaze down at my swollen tummy for a while. I still can't quite get my head round the fact that there's a baby inside my body. Which has got to come out... somehow. OK, let's not go there. There's still time for them to invent something.
Sophie KinsellaHe so did not sit down and have a proper talk with her. I know it. He probably sent her a brief text, saying, Over. Sam.
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