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THE salt air tugged at her hair, carrying the scent of seaweed. Donna had spent years building towards this, chasing figures in spreadsheets, negotiating contracts, dreaming of the day she and Ben wou
TESS was completely disorientated when she woke up. Her eyes flickered open and she found herself facing an unfamiliar pale green wall. The room, wherever it was, held a faint hint of the new wallpape
Ben hunched over in the cab of the lorry, eyes cast down, earphones firmly in place. He tugged his hoodie further over his face and ramped up his music, trying to drown out his stepdad, along with the
MUMMY says you need a new lady in your life. Do you need a new lady in your life, Grandpa?” Lily lifted her head from the drawing she was doing and looked Joe in the eye. If he’d been drinking coffee
THERE could be no doubt about it – Julie was a handful. Brought up by her grandparents when her wayward mother took off, Julie seemed to have spent her young life on a mission to prove that she was no
T h e glitter, the OTT outfits, the ...