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Chapter one: The move in Game.
There was very little that Maggie hated. She loved her family and her friends. She loved the calm and quiet countryside of  La Azohia swimming in crystal blue oceans and near thirty degree heat. Maggie did well in school even after the tragedy that struck her family years ago because she knew she had so much more to live for now since her family had been destroyed. Yeah she was a little different mentally. Her time for stupidity and blatant bullshit was never tested and her ADHD was at an all time high but she still managed to finish school and turn up for work to earn enough money that paid for party boats and new clothes and also help her mother around the house. So when her mother met a new man after five years she was sceptical but doubting it would go anywhere serious she paid little attention to the relationship. One year down the line and the sounds of wedding bells and cheerful muse caused a sickening stir in Maggie's stomach...     “Maggie come on dear it’s time to get a move on” Marina, Maggie's mother, called from the end of the hall. Growing frustrated with her daughters time keeping when she knew that today was their move to London.      Feeling like the world was about to fall through her Maggie stood from the discarded mattress and rummaged through her suitcase bringing out a small floral toiletry bag, a pair of oversized grey sports shorts and white tank top lazily taking herself to the bathroom to get ready. Within the short time she spent inside the empty bleached out bathroom she continuously thought of ways she would stop this in such a short space of time but unless she wanted to be arrested or someone end up extremely injured there was nothing that she could do...It was hopeless she thought sighing as she stared at her tired reflection. Dark blue bags laid under her large doe-like eyes, her hair tangled from a restless night of tossing and turning. Her rosy cheeks dotted with small brown freckles were puffy and dry and the strong mint toothpaste now bubbling around the corners of her lips she dropped her head and admitted defeat.     Maggie jumped in the taxi ready to take them to the airport, white rucksack tarnished with doodles and coloured ink tossed down beside her as she plugged in her headphones hoping to get this over with. Maggie wasn’t one to cry...she hated being seen as vulnerable or weak nor did she like giving anyone who caused her sadness and anger the satisfaction to see it actually did hurt. But even right now she couldn’t deny that this was hard. She felt alone. Leaving behind her life and friends. A large part of her childhood was spent here so to see it becoming a memory wasn’t something she prepared herself for. Closing her eyes she laid her head against the window hoping to drift of to sleep not wanting to see anymore of her home zoom past her.
8:08pm. The time that had landed at Gatwick airport and made their way with their luggage to the front of the crowded building. Her mother hadn’t spoke much to her during the flight. Marina could sense her daughter was upset with her and that this wasn’t easy not to mention she was still extremely pissed off at Maggie for her behaviour over the past few months since both her and Patrick told Maggie of the engagement. Their was the time Maggie decided not to go on the spring boat party with her friends and instead spent the money on getting all the locks in the house changed so that neither her mother or soon-to-be step father could enter the house. Then there was the time Maggie left all the doors and windows unlocked causing a herd of stray dogs and birds to reside inside or when when she stormed through the house with two large cymbals during an important work call that Patrick had with a shareholder and barged into her mothers room screaming to Shakira’s “Hips don’t lie“ and just DJ Khalid shouting his own name on repeat with nothing else going on dressed in a black dress like she was off to a funeral, bright green sunglasses and a pair of platform ruby red heels that she really couldn’t walk in. But it wasn’t her failed attempts that annoyed her. No, it was the fact that Patrick would just nod his head and let her have the moment she wanted. She was twenty years old. An adult in the eyes of the law. But she relentlessly acted like a toddler. Patrick knew what Maggie was doing and he often found it funny from time to time and he had also put her in her place to (not that it ever worked) he just couldn’t bring himself to abandon her when she just needed time.      “Honey” her mothers soothing voice woke her from her sleep. Pulling her leg to the side to tell her mother to get off she slid back up against the leather seat in the back of the car and looked around. The night sky still young as colours of pink and purple and orange casted across the sky. Patricks house stood before her. Large and wide. Porcelain white walls with black gloss window frames overlooking the pale gravel drive way and clean cut fresh green grass. Thick ivy grew up against the east of the home and deep purple petalled shrubs ran across the other end. Maggie couldn’t lie, the house was beautiful. Over the top but still beautiful. It was one thing she didn’t like about the rich. They seemed to buy ridiculous homes to state their wealth and for what? She just didn’t know why there was any need.     Mentally drained Maggie dragged her feet through the house following her mother as she showed her daughter her bedroom completely unaware that she was talking. Pushing the white painted door into the room she was met with a cold and open space. Everything seemed to be white in this entire building...Maggie frowned noticing the lack of colour. varnished wood flooring and Victorian styled doors placed alongside the right side of the room and a freshly made bed...again in white. Taking in a deep breath Maggie stepped further inside feeling the emptiness grind on her already foul mood. “I know it’s not much but Patrick and I thought you might want to decorate it with your own furniture and lay it out as you want to” Marina’s voice was almost like a whisper as though she was walking on egg shells not sure what attitude her child would have but she couldn’t like yet hopeful in giving Maggie some freedom within the new house would make her feel more comfortable and accepting but to no avail her heart dropped when Maggie said nothing only closing the door shutting her mother out. Marina wiped the tears from her slim face and took her leave not wanting to cause any harm or disruption. She wanted Maggie to come to her. In the end she just wanted Maggie to come back to her as a whole. She missed her daughters genuine smile and goofy antics that always had her in stitches. She missed Maggie's constant talking on such random things and she missed her Saturday mother-daughter nights that consisted of a bottle of prosecco and facemasks, a bowl of popcorn each tucked up in her daughters bed binging Netflix series or overly-dramatic reality shows. Marina missed the daughter she had and hoped that one day she would return but until then Marina swore she would do what she could to fix the whole that had replaced Maggie's gentle and innocent soul.      Flopping herself down on her bed she dragged her phone out and turned it back on. Instantly her phone vibrated harshly in her hands as her group chat filled with text messages.
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And for the first time in a long time Maggie felt a cold wetness streak down her face. No one was around to see her cry and she believed her mother and Patrick would be downstairs or heading to bed themselves so she allowed herself to be sad telling herself that this would be it. No more crying. No more feeling sorry for herself. She was either going to find a way back to her friends and old life or she was going to keep her head down and just get by with what she had. 
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bocatatun · 4 years
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pedrofcoalmaida · 5 years
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A veces se impone el descanso. Rendir el cuerpo y la mente y dejarse mecer por un momento sin metas. #descanso #mar #azohia #silencio #rendicion https://www.instagram.com/p/Bw-AGT6nbh5/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=djnjyx7vvdix
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salarich · 4 years
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Un tesoro sin descubrir, La Azohia y sus entornos...
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malinii3268-blog · 4 years
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Vivimos en un mar de incertidumbres 🌊 (en La Azohia Beach) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1dbR_fIgJc/?igshid=14a8aq8jlwc0b
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shottergp-blog · 6 years
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DayPostEclipse. #Fotografia #eclipse #photography #eclipselunar #cartagena #azohia #laazohía #sunset #gun #Vickers-Armstrongs #vickers #mediterraneo #cartagenademialma (en Bateria de Castillitos)
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buceomadrid · 2 years
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Ya están en la herradura, la gente de la salida Buceo Madrid, para un fin de semana de escándalo, próxima salida a la Azohia en Mayo, te lo vas a perder?? www.buceomadrid.es en plaza de las promesas 2 Madrid 28041 CENTRO OFICIAL PADI IDC 5 ESTRELLAS . . #madridmola #cursoinstructorpadi #buceo #buceomadrid #padi #buceofree #buceadoresmadrid #buceadoresdemadrid #divemadrid #divingmadrid #madriddiversión #idcpadi #madriddive #buceomadrid.es #buceo #madrid #traveldiving #submarinismo #fivestardivecenterpadi #viajesbuceo #5stardivecenter https://www.instagram.com/p/CcGsNozo9mU/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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hostalsalvatierra · 2 years
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hoteles cerca de la azohia
hoteles cerca de la azohia
#hotelescercadelaazohia #hotel #hoteles Reservar de alojamiento en hoteles cerca de la azohia.   ¿Estás planificando unas vacaciones en hoteles cerca de la azohia? ¿cual opciones de alojamiento están a tu disposición para usted? ¿ahora ya ha hecho su decisión y guardado su complejo turístico, o ama registrar más? Es sencillo de transportarlos en la emoción de la planeación de unas vacaciones y…
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Reasons to buy property for sale in LA Azhoia
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La Azohia Costa Calida Spain Location
Property for sale In La Azohia is unique. La Azohia is to the extreme South of Puerto de Mazarron and the Bay of Mazarron, with some of the best beaches in the area. The feeling of space and freedom abounds. This makes it an ideal location to find your dream home as many people have found stunning property for sale in La Azohia Spain. Wherever you are on La Azohia, it is virtually assured that you will have marvelous views of the mountains and surrounding countryside.
La Azohia houses for sale and the urbanisations are best described as a "rural developments in an area of outstanding beauty with its own recreational and commercial facilities/amenities, yet only a 5 minute drive to major towns and minutes to the sea".
What does La Azohia have to offer
People choose to buy villas in La Azohia on the Costa Calida for its renowned lifestyle, authentic cuisine and beautiful climate. For most of our clients, this is their first time buying La Azohia properties.
By finding houses for sale in La Azohia you will enjoy over 3,200 hours of sunshine which provide a high temperature almost all year. The average temperature is 25 º C during the summer.
If you had a wish list of the ideal facilities and amenities that you would like close to hand to find your new house for sale in La Azohia, we think that this area just about ticks all the boxes. For a start we have with access to the following:
18 Hole 72 par Golf Course
- 4* Hotel & Spa
- 2 shopping and entertainment areas, including just some of the following
- Restaurants (Spanish, Indian, Chinese, English, Pizza, Steakhouse etc)
- Bars
- Supermarkets
- Petrol Station
- Dentists
- Doctors' surgery
- Hardware stores
This is just a brief list but needless to say there is very little you cannot do or buy on La Azohia.
For the average customer, La Azohia is the ideal entry into buying, owning and hopefully moving to this wonderful part of Spain. It is a very safe environment with lots to do and plenty of clubs and groups to join. Finding the right La Azohia villa for sale will really be a 'home from home' but with fantastic weather and a lifestyle that would be impossible to achieve in the UK.
How to get to La Azohia
The area around La Azohia is served by two international airports, Alicante and Murcia/Corvera La Azohia and has excellent motorway links to the rest of Spain and Europe. A third airport is planned for Corvera, close to La Azohia city.
Investment property La Azohía
La Azohia properties are excellent value for money and can be resold through us. Sea views are always easy to sell. If you are looking for a holiday home or are fortunate to be able to move to La Azohia Spain, Mercers can help you to realise your dream by finding your perfect property for sale La Azohia for golf.
Mercers La Azohia Property Offices
We have offices on the Costa Calida located Unit 38, Calle Jara Commercial el Saladillo Camposol 30870 Mazarron, Murcia, Spain. Tel: UK 0845 0177 805 Spain +34 968 199 188 Fax: +34 968 199 155. We have the best La Azohia property in the best areas and at prices to suit every budget.
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sastredeldesastreee · 4 years
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Me quedo a vivir aquí 🧡 (en La Azohia, España) https://www.instagram.com/p/CET8Ibyhk73/?igshid=1imbbvtim48gw
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newydd105 · 5 years
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Is it Wealth or the Lifestyle you can get with Wealth? We help you achieve both #dreamlifestyle #property #investing #shares #franchiseopportunities #bullion #business (at La Azohia, España) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bx-MkednJd1/?igshid=lc1ks9gwight
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loveandlivingslowly · 7 years
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Otro 4 de agosto.
Otro 4 de agosto, cómo pasa el tiempo, cada vez más cerca de los 25, incluso los 30… y más lejos de los 20, con todo lo que ello conlleva, bueno y no tan bueno.
Quizás este año vaya a ser el de inflexión, el de dejarlo todo y el de tener todo. Acabamos una etapa, la carrera, y toca ir a por el temido TFG, parece mentira que ya hayan pasado 5 años, aún recuerdo un texto que escribí despidiendome…
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bocatatun · 7 years
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pedrofcoalmaida · 6 years
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Durante cinco días, mi primer libro "Siempre regreso a ti" (una historia narrada en primera persona acerca de cómo se vive un trastorno de ansiedad) puede descargarse gratis en versión kindle. Feliz viernes a todos.  https://www.amazon.es/dp/B00Q93N3EM   #siempreregresoati #ansiedad #toc #kindle #amazon #librogratuito #cincodias #testimonio #obsesiones #pensamientosnegativos #azohia https://www.instagram.com/p/Bp9Hl5Pg_EH/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1m93xwy88dtla
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etereodesignblog · 7 years
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23.
Otro 4 de agosto.
Otro 4 de agosto, cómo pasa el tiempo, cada vez más cerca de los 25, incluso los 30… y más lejos de los 20, con todo lo que ello conlleva, bueno y no tan bueno.
Quizás este año vaya a ser el de inflexión, el de dejarlo todo y el de tener todo. Acabamos una etapa, la carrera, y toca ir a por el temido TFG, parece mentira que ya hayan pasado 5 años, aún recuerdo un texto que escribí despidiendome…
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murciaingles · 4 years
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el verano españa con las familias mas ricas y sus hijos y sus barcos y sus....la azohia from ingles garantizado on Vimeo.
la azohia es la aldea de los ricos de españa en julio y agosto. mientras que el dinero nuevo va a ibiza y campoamor ..los dueños de las empresas los de sangre azul van a la azohia. no hay presumidos. dinero viejo y apellidos famosos de empresas hollywood deportes. messi bardem j roberts ..dueños de mercadona y burgerking en toda españa. el presidente de bancosantander
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