Commotion About Lloyd Cole's First Albums

We weren’t rich and in my 2CV we listened to country music, but to me these days were perfect, blue for some.

“Hey Rusty. She’s got a perfect skin, that’s why I love Jennifer,” she said.

“Are you ready to be heartbroken, Grace?” James, our brand new friend but we called him mister Malcontent replied. “She was pretty gone when I was with her on that speedboat. Didn’t need a lot of patience from the hip.”

If it hadn’t been for those rattlesnakes (big snakes!) and a small forest fire, our lost weekend wouldn’t have ended up in Charlotte Street.

Author Notes: Hervé SUYS (°1968 - Ronse, Belgium) started writing short stories whilst recovering from a sports injury and hasn't stopped yet. He usually writes them hatless and barefooted. Check more at hervesuys.org

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