The Meeting

A Snippet

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I looked around at us all. We seem so normal; so ordinary. You wouldn’t think that every month, we meet up to discuss and analyse our mistakes… Every single, embarrassing thing. Sometimes I wonder why I do it: why I do any of it.

“Ahem!” Morray coughs, clearing his throat and jolting me out of my thoughts before I can go any further. Probably a good thing, really. They say you shouldn’t keep…