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Capgun Wedding

I didnít want to get out of the taxi. His shoes were the pointiest winkle-pickers Iíd ever seen.

State. Where did he get them from?

Heíd had his hair cut. State.

Looked like that John Mills in Hobsonís Choice.

I had a choice. Gett out of the taxi and marry him or else... Or else. The Or Elses didnít bear thinking about. They never did.

1963. Liverpool. Home For Unmarried Mothers.

Catholic bitches.

Story by:

Phil Doran

submitted at 10:52pm

12 October 2009