Weald /
The farm was there, wasn't going anywhere. It was solid, physical. Flagstones. Timber. Place housed the hopes and fears of hundreds of people, and I cast it to one side, just like that, because I was blindsided. All I needed to do was stand firm like the rest. Break heart, drop blood, done. Alw...
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Language: | English |
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London :
Oberon Books,
2016
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Series: | Oberon modern plays.
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Local Note: | ProQuest Ebook Central |