The Abbottsford Police Chronicles – # 3 - Paul Curtis (mobi reader TXT) 📗

calmed herself down she thought “I hope this blokes worth all this, my life’s been a complete disaster since the moment we first met”.
She need not have worried, the moment she saw him she knew him, and it was not the shabbily dressed man she had first met.
But the tall, lean thirty something that entered the concourse was unmistakable Donald Clifford.
He was wearing chinos and a sweatshirt and Pippa thought he looked great.
There was tiredness around the eyes but apart from that he looked great.
He paused for a moment to glance at the sea of faces then he looked straight into her exceptional eyes, smiled and walked toward her.
She pointed towards the exit and they began walking that way, both on different sides of the barrier and never averting their gaze and totally oblivious to anyone else’s presence.
When the reached the exit in the barrier they continued walking still gazing at each other until they were out of the main flow of travelers.
Now they were facing each other.
“Hello.” Don said.
“Hello.” She answered coyly.
Then they kissed.
And all the panic and self-doubt just melted away.
This man was worth it; this man was her soul mate.
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Publication Date: 07-27-2010

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