The Stranger. Chapter 2.

Owen smiled and nodded, and then added "so, how long have you been at cornwall college?" his voice tinged with anxiety as he spoke, i saw his breath turn to steam again and i could see him trembling slightly as he set his cup down on the coffee table.

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Halftime Entertainment

"cornwall!" yells the offensive coordinator. "where the hell ya been? get yer pads on and let's get out there." "yes, sir," i say. i sit down at my locker and pull my jersey off, getting the pads out. the wolverine next to me shakes his head.

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Chapter 08 - Thyme After Time - part 02

"i understand he's still in a vacuum bottle at a lab up near cornwall." "disgraceful... modern world won't leave even a dead man in peace. not if there's a shilling or two to be made." "how's your latest book coming?"

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Special Assignments - Chapter Twenty Four

"but me and paul are going to cornwall," thomas interjected. "yes i know dear," aunt ruth sighed. "that reminds me, which of your friends were you going to italy with?" my mum asked, turning back to me. _dammit._ "lachlan," i replied cautiously.

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The Stranger. Chapter 1.

When i had first arrived here at cornwall college, 6 weeks ago in september, the desks had gotten the sun on them at this time of day and it was usually quite a warm and cheerful spot to sit quietly and contemplate in the mornings.

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Deep Inside England

Despite the hair raising pace, the trip out to west cornwall was stunning. the scent of the sea was growing with each passing mile, and both furs felt the anticipation build as they ran down their ultimate destination.

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Süße Erinnerungen

Schnell verfiel sie in den bewährten rhythmus, den sie mit der herzogin von cornwall gemeistert hatte. ihre freie hand hielt sie zuckenden lippen des weit aufgedehnten mundes geöffnet.

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Saint Francis File 2 : Billy and Caroline Clemons

He said which was when the largest cornwall sow that jen had seen. she walked in with a very slow but with a grace that jen was not used to seeing in porcine creatures.

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Coffee

I know we are not in cornwall, but i bake a mean scone. would you like bramble jam, or something more usual?" "bramble's fine." "tea then, or coffee?" "tea. please." she nodded, finished scribbling and was gone. he stared after her.

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Coffee

I know we are not in cornwall, but i bake a mean scone. would you like bramble jam, or something more usual?" "bramble's fine." "tea then, or coffee?" "tea. please." she nodded, finished scribbling and was gone. he stared after her.

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