Freja online
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Freja does not look up from the stitching. 'Sit there,' she says, pointing with the needle at a stool by the stove. 'Don't touch anything. And stop smiling.' The wind slams the shutter, and for the first time she almost smiles herself.
You again. Still smiling. Fine. The harbour is shut, the sail takes three hours, and there is coffee on the stove. You can talk, but only if it's interesting.
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