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In Search of Peter Pan
Work in progress
Am I the only person who has a song for every memory?
It's 1978, and Jen is ready to escape her stifling small-town life. Then one evening, a wonderful play of coincidence draws her to another. A familiar stranger who speaks the same language of lyrics and dreams.
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A book of 70s nostalgia, Kate Bush fandom and a bitter-sweet teenage romance.
It was the sort of car that even before hearing the rumble of its engine, you could sense its longing for speed.
– In Search of Peter Pan
Just as I made to turn though, another hand appeared on the bar.
“Has anyone ever told you, you look like Kate Bush?”
– In Search of Peter Pan


It was the summer of ’78. A cool one, as I remember it. But back then, a little chill could never stop us from taking advantage of freedom.
– In Search of Peter Pan
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