Sandstorm

The Mews was gradually filling with cars, and Abby picked her way between them, glad that she did not have to find somewhere to park. Her father’s old Alvis spent most of its days in the garage, and since leaving Rachid she had not found the use for a car. She knew it annoyed her father that in the evenings there was invariably a car parked at their gate, but fortunately his days were left undisturbed.

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