Bec

Female | 40s | Under 3 minutes
Starts on page 58

EXTRACT: I grabbed a new card./ Ticked three numbers./ Pushed a hundred under her grill./ She grinned, gave me the thumbs up and said "Gutsy stuff/ love, the un-boxed trifecta, here's hoping ya' do bloody well."/ So when I say, I'm not sinking my knuckles into raw earth,/ selling the family assets or sharing my yang with your ying, I/ mean it./ I found the letter./ I organised the re-union./ I wanted to sort this out./ My biggest mistake was thinking you could somehow help me./ But I've figured it out. This is my birthday. My re-birth./

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