Saturday 3 November 2012

Sowerbutt's Match

Polly’s gray eyes flashed, her voice acquiring a hard edge: “Did we agree that we are partners, or did I misunderstand your promise? I didn’t get on very well at my school in Poplar, but I don’t remember having had a problem with the English language before I met you, James.”
Sowerbutt shivered at her icy tone. He had faced down hardened killers in Spain and the worst thugs in the East End, but he was no match for his red-haired lady.
“We’ve a few things to talk about, I agree, Polly.” http://www.amazon.co.uk/Colour-Lemon-Surrender-1940-ebook/dp/B008USR7FA

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