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It was one of those days. He’d been so organised the night before, he’d made his lunch so that he could eat it at his desk and get out a little early from work, only to realise on the train journey in that he’d left it in the fridge. Work was surprisingly hectic, he thought that he would have time to make some last minute arrangements during the day, but either the phone was ringing or someone was looking for him and he didn’t get the chance. Then, just to top it all off, on his train journey home they were stopped in between stations for half an hour and he ended up arriving home at the time he usually would.
The thought niggled that maybe it was a bad omen, but not enough to change his mind.
They were hand in hand, chatting and laughing; mostly at how…
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