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Allan Clarke
Bio
Writing as self-therapy, and if it encourages, inspires, entertains, amuses or uplifts anyone along the way, all the better. I hope my musings leave you with something positive!
One day at a time we walk.
Stories (1/0)
ONE WAY STREET
Seventeen and holding the wheel, elated to be driving underage and finally feeling in control of something, little did I know I was about to surrender control for many decades to come. You trust your driving 'instructor', right? Yet, the signs were all there, a clandestine drive at three am was only that because I was underage, or so I thought. Actually, it was that AND a sign of many years to come of my being kept a secret, or, more precisely, my 'special friendship' with my instructor being kept a secret, by him.
By Allan Clarke4 days ago in Humans