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for FICTION
BY GABRIELLE MULLARKEY
‘Look, a black cat!
S a ffy and Neil had been married ...
PAM glanced up at the clock on the far wall of the classroom. Just half an hour to go until the summer holidays began. Six blissful pupil-free weeks, to be spent mostly gardening and binge watching pe
IT was what Wendy’s mum would have called a “mulling things over” day. As Wendy gazed out of the café window, puffy clouds sailed in a sky of stone-washed denim. It was the sort of day she and Ray had
AFTER a while, the hole in the bathroom floor became as familiar to Mary as her own reflection in the mirror over the sink. She contacted six tradespersons she found online before one agreed to even c
Louise Brinton-Clarke had lost all hope until a standoffish tabby cat sauntered into her life
HAVE you seen Cedric recently?” Kath asked her husband, Dave. She was standing by the back door calling for their cat. “No, I’ve not seen him since breakfast.” Dave was scrolling through useless infor