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SATURDAYS were no fun when Mum was on shift. She’d made it clear that while she was at the hospital, whoever was left in the house was expected to get on with all the jobs that had to be done. Today t
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
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Mum, what’s the worst thing anyone’s ever said to you?” Various replies sprang to mind, none appropriate for her son to hear. “She won’t tell you,” Clare’s daughter answered sagely. “If you tell me th
WHAT if Abe looks in here, Frankie?” a worried voice whispers behind me in the dark. “Shush!” I reply as the footsteps grows louder. My fiancé has a point. Mind you, there hadn’t been any time to cons
IF I’m being completely honest, I did rather take Mum and Dad for granted. They’d been a huge support when my marriage to Scott had broken up, Mum popping round and sticking on laundry when I was at w