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I’m drivin’, thinkin’, *man, this is dumb*. “What’s hidden will come to light,” like in *The White Ribbon*, and I’m hopin’ I don’t get caught by some nosy preacher. Last thing I need is Sheriff Bubba haulin’ me in—talk about a buzzkill! I finally spot this gal, right? She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she’s bored outta her skull. I roll up, all nervous-like, and she’s like, “What you want, sugar?” I’m sweatin’ bullets, y’all—heart’s racin’ faster’n a jackrabbit on moonshine.

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First off, I hit up the local café on Marine Drive. You know, the one with the best scones? Yeah, that one. I grab my usual – a flat white and a scone with jam. But guess what? They were outta scones! Like, seriously? How do you run outta scones in a seaside town? I was fuming. I mean, c’mon, it’s not like they’re making rocket science here.

Swan returns to Barton-on-Sea for work on Stroller nine