Author: CTC

LOVE ACTUALLY – JULIET, PETER & MARK

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JULIET SIGHED WHILE turning her head to look at the sleeping form of her husband.  He was snoring. Again. She was okay if she fell asleep before Peter but on those nights when sleep took its time before claiming her his snoring kept her awake. It was always worse when he slept on his back, so she gave him a soft kiss on the shoulder before giving him a gentle shove, urging him to roll on to his side. With a grunt he did, and his snores morphed from foghorn to soft rumble. Juliet closed her eyes and rolled on to her back, but it was pointless; she was wide awake. Read More …

LOVE ACTUALLY: A CONTINUATION FOR JULIET, PETER AND MARK

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JULIET SIGHED WHILE turning her head to look at the sleeping form of her husband.  He was snoring. Again. She was okay if she fell asleep before Peter but on those nights when sleep took its time before claiming her his snoring kept her awake. It was always worse when he slept on his back so she gave him a soft kiss on the shoulder before giving him a gentle shove, urging him to roll on to his side. With a grunt he did and his snores morphed from foghorn to soft rumble. Juliet closed her eyes and rolled on to her back, but it was pointless; she was wide awake. Read More …

MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN

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“OUCH! DAMN!”

This feels so right.
Must be love at first sight.
You and I fit like hand to glove.
Must be a gift from the heavens above.

Tilly shook her head and laughed quietly when she heard the combination of Shannon swearing and the opening lines of the catchy tune to Match Made In Heaven waft down the hall. That meant it was seven o’clock. Shannon, Tilly’s roommate and best friend, never missed an episode. And that was before she got a job in the hair-and-makeup department of the matchmaking show. The show was Shannon’s equivalent of church on Sunday. She also never failed to trip over the corner of the rug that adorned the centre of their living room in her haste to curl up like a kitten in the corner of the lounge. You’d think the girl would learn.
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