Beachcombing

STARING out of her window at the small garden, Gemma sighed. It was nothing like the large rambling garden she’d had at her old house and there were times when she really missed it. If she were honest

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S a ffy and Neil had been married ...

I WAS only five when Elaine first came into my life. She was tall and dark skinned, with a perfume that smelled of roses and big necklaces in bright colours that bounced as she laughed. Whenever my da

S a ra could hear Malc whistling in ...

Take a look at this,’ Lizzie beckoned Sarah over to where she was scrolling through photographs on her computer. They gazed at the pictures of a happy bride and groom, neither of them in the first flu