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The doorbell rang just as
S a ffy and Neil had been married ...
Paula had agreed to meet Alex on Monday after checking out. She was planning to see her mum when she returned, but another hour or two wouldn’t make much difference as long as she didn’t leave it too
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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
OLD friends Marlee and Devin were tucked into a quiet corner of the Rustic, the long-established coffee shop and deli on a pleasant side-street in town. They only ever came here for coffee – the food
MUM?” Becky said. “When did you know Dad was the man for you?” “What? Pretty early, I think,” Frances replied, taken aback. “It’s so far in the past, I can’t remember.” “It’s important. Try and think