The Unexpected Encounter
Societal Perceptions and Discussions
Conclusion
A heavy knock at the glass door broke her concentration. It was Sandy Morrison. Sandy was a Scotsman who had moved to the Low Countries forty years ago for a woman and stayed for the beer and the lack of hills. He was draped in a wool coat that smelled of peat and sea salt, holding a thermos like a holy relic. MatureNL 24 11 29 Odette C And Sandy Morrison I...