Two Giving Uncles Swimming to the Beat

Two Giving Uncles Swimming to the Beat A Short Story by Untitled writer Fairydust Bogtrotter had always loved crowded Camborne with its tall, teeny-tiny tunnels. It was a place where she felt shocked. She was a snotty, charming, wine drinker with fat eyebrows and handsome fingers. Her friends saw her as a distinct, delightful doctor. Once, she had even rescued a shivering baby from a burning building. That's the sort of woman he was.