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| Niamh | rolled her eyes. ‘Huv ye se |
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| Niamh | ’s teugh wee feet, hardened |
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| Niamh | poud Allan alang as she broke |
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| Niamh | seemed gey blythe aboot this |
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six days o increasin inertia, | Niamh | wis fou o plans. Bit she’d |
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™m richt pleased tae meet ye, | Niamh | .’ |
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‘Luik, | Niamh | . A’m gonnae huv to spier ye |
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s identity caird – ‘A’m | Niamh | .’ |
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thin lik this exist? If he an | Niamh | wurked taegether fur lang ene |
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worryin him. An that wis when | Niamh | telt him that she’d bin thi |
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o which ran fae the corners o | Niamh | ’s mooth as she made gledsom |
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fur a saicond he cuid pictur | Niamh | ’s inner workins an get an i |
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tae eat. He hid a wee smou at | Niamh | , drapped her haun, an wauked |
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of pronooncin it. Can we try | Niamh | furst?’ |
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‘ | Niamh | ! Whit the hell are ye daein?â |
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‘Come oan!’ | Niamh | persisted. ‘Whit dae you th |
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‘This is whit A wanted,’ | Niamh | declared. ‘Even throu the w |