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Roll Away Your Stone

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Perhaps, on reflection, he shouldn’t have insulted Niva’s botanical expertise; she had stormed off, muttering about where he could stick his hedge cactus. Well, she'd stung his pride too, by inferring that he was only at Lightsbridge because his father was in politics -when, in fact, he’d graduated with first class honours and a scholarship, for his thesis on the import of exotic plants for medicinal purposes.

He sopped up the mess of ink on his table, and headed off to apologise. One of them had to, and if Isas was going to pass his maths exam, it had better be him.