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		<title>The Sauerkraut Poet | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author The Sauerkraut Poet</description>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;Jude had left. Alex was alone in his boyfriend&amp;rsquo;s house. Plus the cat. The Niagara Falls-like blood flow coming from his nose had pretty much ceased and he was sitting at the table, tapping his fingers against his mug of tea. His cold mug of tea.&amp;nbsp;He&amp;rsquo;d been to Jude&amp;rsquo;s..</description>
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			<title>14</title>
			<description>They were in the bathroom. Nothing dodgy. Alex&amp;rsquo;s nose was bleeding. Jude&amp;rsquo;s phone had vibrated in his pocket and it had spooked him and his elbow had connected with Alex&amp;rsquo;s face. &amp;nbsp;Jude was dabbing Alex&amp;rsquo;s nose with a piece of toilet roll. He was sitting on the toilet se..</description>
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			<title>13</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It had been at least 7 minutes since Alex had left but Lara still couldn&amp;rsquo;t tear her eyes away from the door. She just stood there. Her cheeks were stained with mascara. She looked a mess. She felt a mess. She was a mess.&amp;nbsp;She stared a few moments longer but then..</description>
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			<title>12</title>
			<description>Jude didn&amp;rsquo;t like crying people. He just didn&amp;rsquo;t know how to handle them. They sat there with tears streaming down their face pouring their heart out and he stood up next to them awkwardly patting their shoulder, feeling terribly uneasy.&amp;nbsp;As soon as he opened the front door to see ..</description>
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			<title>11</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Lara just stood there in silence, her eyes on the floor. Alex just stood there in silence, his eyes on her. She looked up and her eyes were glistening with salt water.&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry.&amp;rdquo; &amp;nbsp;He was regretting being so harsh now. He didn&amp;rsquo;t mean to, but sometimes his a..</description>
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			<title>10</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Lara hadn&amp;rsquo;t seen her brother for a while. She must make more of an effort to meet up with him. That was the best fun she&amp;rsquo;s had in ages. Well, since she last saw Jude. &amp;nbsp;There was something fantastically charismatic about the way he told that woman that her hair was &amp;lsquo..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 9</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;As Jude stepped through the front door, he was greeted to a nice fat cat s**t on the stair. Jesus Bryn was foul. How was he supposed to clear this up? He&amp;rsquo;d used all the plastic bags this morning feeding the damn thing. Now the food was sitting digested on the second to last stair right..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 8</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Elliot and Millie left just after half one and for once, Alex wasn&amp;rsquo;t gleefully happy that they were departing. He was pleased, but in a strange way. He was already missing the biscuity smell and the calm that the child brought with him.&amp;nbsp;Lara left not long afterwards. She said ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 7</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Two o&amp;rsquo;clock rolled around which left Jude in a terrible rush because he was meeting Lara at half past and it took twenty minutes to get there. He left for town and twenty past. &amp;nbsp;They were meeting at that new coffee shop with the silly name on the high street. It had ha..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 6</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It wasn&amp;rsquo;t until it was too late that Lara remembered that she&amp;rsquo;d invited Millie and Elliot over. They&amp;rsquo;d arranged it a couple of days ago but of course, she had no recollection of the conversation until it all came flooding back. Each chime of the doorbell left her feeling a ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>Alex had different friends to Lara. It wasn&amp;rsquo;t a big deal. They just weren&amp;rsquo;t the same. When they got married, he made a point of making sure that they didn&amp;rsquo;t become a weird couple that socialised together with the same group of people. Neither did he want to constantly be &amp;lsquo;out..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>Chapter the fourth...oh who cares</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Chapter the third...</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Chapter the second.</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Chapter the first.</description>
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			<title>A Rough Patch</title>
			<description>Lara is pregnant. Shocker. Husband, Alex, is having an affair with brother, Jude. Nightmare!!</description>
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