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... a fierce, tight, beautiful hug. "Oh, look at you. Just look at you." She held me at arm’s length, her eyes full of a quiet, compassionate understanding, taking in my new haircut, my new clothes, the new, unfamiliar confidence in my posture.
"A proper Londoner now, eh?" she said, her voice a mixture of pride, love, and a gentle, affectionate teasing. "Come in, come in. The kettle’s on."
The afternoon was a blur of tea, of biscuits, of a quiet, comfortable, beautiful conversation. ...
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