Scene 4: Playful by Aisling Doonan
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Would sleep even be a possibility tonight? Grace wondered, she never slept well the first night in a new bed and she was gone beyond comforting after the days’ events. She shut the door on her family and closed her eyes, breathing in the scent of cold fresh air with a hint of Mr Sheen furniture polish. Her mother had expected her or had hoped she would come back after all, and had aired out and cleaned her childhood bedroom.

