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You Can Kiss Me If You Like," She Said. Alex Let Go Of Her And Turned Away. "thanks, Fiona," He Said. "but Frankly I'd Prefer To Kiss The Horse.

You're My Closest Friend And You're Thousands Of Miles Away.

He Died Fighting For What He Believed In.

Let Me Ask You A Question Alex. What Do You Think Is The Greatest Evil On This Plant Today?" "is That Including, Or Not Including You?

My Writing Has Always Been What You Call 'narrative Fiction' In The Sense That It's Got Very Strong Plots And Twists At The End.