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BY CHRISTINA COLLINS
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L AURA phoned her mother, trying to keep her voice light. “Hello, Mum, I’ve got a bit of news,” she said. “Hannah’s moving in with her boyfriend. “I need to either get a new flatmate, or try to find s
Elspeth wanted to get back to her old self – but was she brave enough?
IT’S perfect,” I said. “Just think of all the time I’ll save on commuting. I’ll even be able to come home for lunch if I want to.” Mum didn’t look convinced. Of course, she was pleased that I’d found
Sally was on a mission – and she had her eyes on the prize
‘A re you sure you want the car?’ Angie ...
BELINDA, hold Felix’s hand. We’re not playing chase in this weather!” Pauline’s voice rose above the hiss of passing cars and the steady drumming of rain on the shelter’s corrugated roof. Her coat was