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We talked for hours, leaving behind the hurt & the pain. We talked about each other - our work, our friends. How we liked to kill a Saturday afternoon doing nothing. The usual. Just getting to know each other. We'd shared more with each other in the last three days than some people share in a lifetime, but now we were learning who the other was.

We just sat in the kitchen, tucked away at the back of that big old house, darkness settling in around the countryside. The music from the drawing room wafting into the kitchen. Lightly playing upon the breeze off the moors.

Wine.

Bottles.

One.

Two.

Three.

Drinking.

We drank and talked. Everything flowing, coming so easily. ...

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