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So, the rarewomen collection is open, I got two stories, I adore them both, I will be doing a longer write-up later. For now, your weekly snippet of randomness:

“I can’t believe you went on holiday with Carol Onier and all you can say is that she’s nice.”

“Well, she is,” said Cat. He struggled to remember anything remarkable about Carol. “She carried around a little handbag. None of the other girls I know carry handbags; I don’t know what she kept in it.”

This did nothing to dispel the you-are-impossible look from Marianne’s face.