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    A Little in Love – Susan E Fletcher

    “I’m dying. There’s no use hoping I’ll live or telling myself, keep going, it’s only a small wound. There’s too much blood on the ground.  I’m going to die in this street.  I can hardly breathe. My hand, my arm and my body are so full of pain. I’m whimpering, trembling. And I’m cold too – lying on my back with the cobblestones pressing into me. In the distance horses’ hooves, and someone is shouting, ‘is anyone alive out there?’ I want to call, ‘yes, over here!’ but I can’t. It hurts too much to speak or move.” Paris 1832. There is unrest everywhere. A street girl lies in the…