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IT had been a long, hard drive. Frances had left early, hoping to get away before the rush hour – only to discover that the rush hour started earlier still. She stopped for a break further south than

At 7.52 pm exactly I find myself pushing open the door of The Bell and Long Wheat. I’m overwhelmed by the smell of cigarettes and alcohol and by the profligate confetti of leopard-print tops, huge hoo

Georgie lived to dance – and now her dream job was within her grasp

I a rrived at the office on a ...

She’d admired the cool blonde from afar, but Teresa had no idea how much they actually had in common

I n the corner of the drawing room ...