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He’d opened the fridge and got out a spray can of I-So-L8 and was spraying it on to the affected area. It felt cool. The soreness gradually faded away, the white noise went, a screensaver picture of one of my favourite bands now bounced off Dominic’s shades as he pulled away from me and Kestrella breathed a sigh of relief, the tear gone.
She turned to Dominic: “Are we nearly there yet?” she said.
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