Daughters of Lace
Francesca - in Australia - Chapter 3
After I talked with Mark the next day, and we agreed I’d call him again in a few days’ time, I packed my bag with water, snacks, phone, notebook, and hotel and car keys. The day was already warm as I drove the Tesla out of the hotel parking lot and found myself on the interminable Monash Freeway again.
This time …
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