JENNY stepped on to the grass and watched the runner pass along the towpath. It wasn’t the first time she’d seen him. Regardless of the weather, he wore black shorts, a purple T-shirt and sky blue tra

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It was one of those cool misty mornings when Lucy had no firm idea how she wanted to spend her day. Nothing had leapt to the top of her to-do list when today’s planned coffee morning with her daughter

Tucking her hands into her pockets, Joanne chased after Boo. ‘Good boy!’ she smiled, nearing the spaniel. Boo hardly ever ran off, and if he did shoot ahead, he’d wait for her, looking back until she