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A g lint of colourful rays caught her ...
JOSH dabbed expertly at the cut he’d just finished sewing up. He’d made a neat job of it and it should heal very nicely, leaving only a line. It wouldn’t be seen, anyway, once the cat’s fur grew back.
After yet another row,Sara’s husband had finally taken drastic action
DANA NOVAK took a good, long look at the man. She knew that none of her clothes back at the tiny apartment she shared were going to cut it – not when introducing herself to Fischer. And she certainly
Maddie set the hammered silver dish at the back of the cabinet and arranged the utensils around it, a double-ended spoon-fork, knives and a long-handled ladle. Beside each, she put a description card,
Stumbling over the soft sand, Rachel wished she had worn her flat sandals. Her husband Nik, hands in pockets, walked a few paces ahead. The evening sun glinted off the silver that had recently appeare