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Book 8 – Chapter Six
Daisy’s POV I place the caramelised biscuit milkshake in front of the two teenagers who are making googly eyes at each other, neither of them seems aware that I’m even here. Dropping two straws beside the glass, I head back to the register, grabbing one of the cupcakes from the display counter and placing it on a plate before carrying it to the table by the window for the elderly woman who is sipping the tea I gave her a few moments ago. ‘Oh thank you my dear’ she wheezes, glancing up at me through the large rimmed glasses framing her face. Her tired eyes, move to the couple who are now leaning over the table, each with a straw in the drink, staring into each others eyes as they sip. ‘You know, my Horace used to bring me here when I we were courting, Mr Perell would bring us a milksha
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