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Imagination 17
Imagination 17 I woke next morning with an even heavier weight on my chest, a headache and little Henry being abused as usual! I was finally beginning to realise that these headaches only occurred when something changed and so I concluded that something was being added to my drink in the evening which ensured that whatever change it was, it occurred without any fuss and bother. As if I had the chance! "Good morning, Frilly!" Sister Sarah at her most jolly. That meant she was...