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Liza Martin-Pope

Hero’s dont always wear capes…

It was an early evening in my cute red car. In the car sat with my husband, we are on our way to the cinema… Is it possible we were arguing about something fairly mundane. Then suddenly as we bickered, he slammed the brakes of the car and pulled into the layby. I remember theContinue reading “Hero’s dont always wear capes…”