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      <title>What Friends Are For</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;_&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; Please note that this is my first story and all constructive critism would be greatly appreciated. _edit* Thank you for all your support and comments, apologies for the long wait for the conclusion to the story*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sophie was 18; she had looks that most women would die for. Her hair was a gorgeous brown colour which flowed to around 2 inches below her shoulder line. She had icy-blue eyes and a very slightly pale skin tone. She was still a bit depressed when her boyfriend dumped her for a girl whom Sophie did not like one bit. In order to cheer her up, her best friend Sammy had invited her to her house for the weekend as Sammy&amp;rsquo;s mother was visiting friends in the Lake District which, by train, was two hours away so there would be minimal disturbances from her for the duration.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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