Her dark blonde hair was tied up in a high ponytail. And she’d dressed her lean frame in dark blue designer jeans and a crisp shirt of white cotton.Coco grinned as Jezebel scampered around playfully nipping Honey’s paws. ‘You’ve a fabulous view of your own.’‘Yeah, but the perspective from up here is beautiful. Especially at this time of year with everything in full bloom.’‘The funds will be released on Tuesday for the new centre.’ Coco told her. She sipped her coffee, nibbled on a piece of wholemeal toast.Louise nodded. ‘We managed to get good deal on a second hand people carrier with low mileage, it seats eight.’Coco took another sip.That was good news.There would be safety in numbers.The woman’s refuge centres they’d begun five years ago had spread throughout the country. First Step was proving to be a twenty-four seven operation. What had started out helping a terrified young girl in trouble had turned into something quite different.They worked to their individual strengths.
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