Allen, Hanna books

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‘How are you feeling?’ I said anxiously. She shrugged off the question, smiling. ‘Absolutely nothing a stiff gin couldn’t cure.’ ‘You and Harry could have been badly hurt. It makes my toes curl just to think about it.’ ‘Well, we weren’t, so let’s not dwell on it. Talking of Harry, where is he?’ ‘...