David Harrison

1966 Words

I hadn't been on one for ages, I used to go every morning but I suppose my life had gotten in the way. Running cleared my head, with my headphones in I ignored the world. I reached home again it was just after 8 am, as I reached the front door my dad and Marc with suits on was leaving the house.  "Hello, Darling," My dad beamed as he kissed my cheek and Marc smiled at me. "Got to run we have a meeting with an estate agent, I'm looking into a new club in Sunderland. " Sunderland was the next biggest city. I nodded things must be going well. We said our goodbyes and I walked in the door and noticed Wilson standing with a leather jacket on. "Morning Sophie." He said as I passed him, I said hello back and then Ben appeared throwing on a jacket but trying to also keep on with his phone call.

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