Hands Across the Water
Rachel Seiffert
Graham was eighteen and rubbish at talking to females. He looked like a grown man, only he wasn’t yet; he was just all shoulders and neck, wide forehead and no talk. Everyone in the flute band was aware of this, so when they were out in the Ulster wilds it was him they dispatched to get the lunch,…
GW-338 Test
Some Other Katherine 
