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“Do you want to tell me why I'm getting the silent treatment?' He asked gruffly, his breath hot on my ear. I hunched up my shoulders, pulling away. His voice had an effect on my body and I didn't want him to know that. 'I'm talking to you.' 'Barely.' 'I've got a lot on my mind.' 'Do you want to talk about it?' 'When have I ever wanted to talk about it?”

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On Dublin Street

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