I just finished my piece of creative writing and a letter had come through the door.
It is my son's fifteenth birthday on Monday next.
I have no money.
He has some secret expectations.
Inside the letter was a cheque for £111.13
It will take a good few weeks the energy supplier said on the phone yesterday,
that's if you don't owe us money.
His birthday is sorted.
A cheque came through the door.
I found my voice.
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