START: Looking at our run-down hovel, I...

Noughts & Crosses

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START: Looking at our run-down hovel, I could feel the usual burning churning sensation begin to rise up inside me. My stomach tightened, my eyes began to narrow.

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END: I can’t get in and she doesn’t come out. But her mind takes her to somewhere peaceful, I think. Sometimes I envy her.

Malorie Blackman & Dominic Cooke, Noughts & Crosses, NHM Modern Plays, electronic edition, 2014, pp.15-16

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