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Chapter Twenty-One

      A feather like touch caressing over my upper arm wakes me up. I shield my face from the light by snuggling deeper into the warmth I know is my husband.

I've come to accept what an octopus I become in my sleep. And he's just so warm. Then again, he's never complained and until he does, I refuse to blame myself for something I do in my sleep.

Smooth fingers run through my hair as if to say

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Nobuhle Ndebele
lam in love with the book......
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wcha
their so hot and cold
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