Summary
To one of these distant, unmet ones - a lovely elderly man with cornflower blue eyes and the saintly, shriven demeanour one sometimes encoun-ters in retired farm labourers - I told the biggest pack of lies he'd probably ever been exposed to. With Edgar I restricted myself to just one extravagant lie, which was that the population of our Devon vil-lage has been roughly doubled by a recent influx of Somalis - when in fact there is to my knowledge not a single one.
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The Lying Game
I hadn't seen cousin Claire for five years.
She was as lovely and as enthusiastic as ever as she welcomed me into her barn, where she was throwing a party for her mother and father's golden wedding anniversary.She clocked the ...See the full content of this document
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