3 The drive back was warm with the buzz of alcohol and late-night honesty. Sam leaned into the door, watching streetlights blur past in amber streaks, her thoughts floating somewhere between Glasgow’s skyline and the emotional debris of her family. Craig had kept the mood light, talking about elevator cables and business dreams, making her…...
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