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Birth of a Mistress

by Daniel Guy Chapter One A: The story of my pathway to enlightenment, starting as many often do, with heartbreak and misery. I’m twenty four, not long out of university, working for a great advertising company in the city, and I’m living with a tall, blond, charming and successful businessman called Jeremy, a man I am completely in love with. Everything is top banana, and then one day I discover he’s shagging other women. We’ve been going out for three years, and I’m that close to marrying the bastard. The discovery, the betrayal and separation is traumatic and I start to spiral down into a deep depression. All my ambition and zest for life evaporates. I leave my job. I lock myself away. I hear from a mutual friend a few months after that Jeremy thought I was a bit overweight, so of course I decide to start to starve myself, and then when it gets out of control, friends and family begin to worry. Then, out of the blue my Aunt Mary sends me a long email. (I’ve kept it, printed it out a

When Harry meets Rosa

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  by Daniel Guy Harry’s life has been grey and predictable. Marriage and kids, a job in accountancy, and now at the age of fifty, a miserable divorce. So now he’s on his own again. He’s found a modest house in the countryside to live, where he hopes to restart his normal, uneventful life. One of his new routines is to take a stroll before going to bed, out of the village and up to the crest of a little hill, where he has a splendid view of the stars. He’s a bit of an amateur star-gazer and the view of the night sky here is impressive. Along the path up to the hill he’s noticed there’s a modern house, tucked behind some bushes and trees, with glass doors at the back that look out onto a small secluded terrace. The blinds are usually closed when he takes his stroll, but occasionally when he passes they are open, and he has a view into a large room empty with a grey carpet and a white fur rug. He has no idea who lives there, but he’s curious. One night, during his walk, he sees the blinds