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I vow. I crave. I give in.I used to be a nice, normal girl. I had dreams. Good, happy dreams of a white picket fence, 2.5 kids, and a fairytale love that lasts forever. Nobody ever warned me that sometimes, the prince dies three weeks before the wedding. Like any addict, I swear this time is the last.... Now, I go through my days, a shadow of my former self. I pretend I'm okay, and the people in my life pretend to believe me. But, sometimes, when I can no longer stand the craving, I roam an underground sex club looking for my next hit. It's dirty and wrong, but I can't stop, and my only line of defense between them and me, are the rules I've designed to keep me safe. Men always abide by my rules. Until I meet him. And, like any addict, I'm wrong.I don't question the instincts that tell me to run. One look at him, standing there, power radiating off him in waves, tells me all I need to know. He will make me crave those happy dreams I've left behind. And that is not an option.
Jennifer Dawson (1929–2000) studied at Oxford, where she suffered a breakdown and spent several months in a hospital. After graduating in 1954, Dawson worked as a teacher in a convent in France, a welfare worker in London’s East End, and a social worker in a psychiatric hospital. Her experience both as a mental health professional and patient formed the basis for The Ha-Ha, which won the James Tait Black Memorial Prize and was adapted for the stage and broadcast by the BBC. Over her lifetime, Dawson wrote six more novels, a collection of short stories, and coauthored a children’s book.
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