Shaking his long brown hair, Sowerbutt said: “You've started ballet lessons? I cannot see you in a pink tutu, my friend.”
Coach, thickset and bald, smiled: “Don’t worry, Jimmy. When I heard you were back from the wilds of Wales, I put you down for this week’s session. Don’t be late, Madame Dragon-fire will have your hide.”https://www.amazon.com/Colour-Red-Deal-Sowerbutt-Novels-ebook/dp/B00RL9FGKM?
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