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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
British (General) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)Transcript
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what's happening. I ask visions of terror attacks and shaky mobile phone footage racing through my mind. But it's not that I know. It's not that I recognised the bones of this storey already. I've heard it from enough people by now. It's eerie in its virility. Mark's being let go. Don't stand on the door. Stab. Come here and give me a hug. Essie was swept by an unexpected rush of emotion as Molly wrapped her arms around her. Oh, my dear Sold. I don't know if I'm coming or going. Her aunt's pale blue eyes with a disconcerting mirror image of her mother's. Now they were shimmering with big fat tears. Ruin going Stick the kettle on, love. I'm currently in Holloway prison, about to do my first face to face interview. He can't have forgotten, can he? I'm in a prison holding room. ****! Please don't need me there now, Mark, please be okay. But if he needs me, I'll go. Oh, ******* ****! Those two constantly tugging needs your own life and being there your relationship or your life. No matter how hard you try, you can't have both. I put the phone on aeroplane mode and set it on the table in front of me. I stare at the empty chair on the other side of the table, the interviewees chair. I feel a brief Shiva of freedom. I'm not in that washroom with Mark. The whole world is still open and clear for me. It's not my problem. The guilt follows immediately. What an awful thing to think. Of course, it's my problem. It's our problem. We're getting married in a couple of months, but I can't make that feeling stick. I don't feel marks problems like I feel my own. What does that mean? The woman's face wrinkled in a thoughtful frown. But isn't that for anything? A girl I was good friends with here growing up, went over that way to live. She's never come back to visit, though, because she had a big bust up with her family. I often wonder how Paul is doing. I suppose she's proper American now. A rush of heat flooded Essie's face on a wave of guilt swept through her. That's interesting. It's a small world much smaller than Sue Masters realised. Thanks again. I'll leave you to your wall. His lordship's housekeeper put me in mind of unripe quinces. Plump and sour, Lady C went on. And of course, it's time to pack the boys up for school, and the girls have a new governess to settle in. For the moment, Stoke murmured the BoE clerk girls had a habit of driving away hapless governesses with well timed hysterics. All the old spider in the bed. Lady Cordelia smiled her gentle smile For the moment. She agreed. But everything seems in hand this afternoon, so much so that I have decided to pay a visit to the Curiosity Club. My ears pricked up.