Were Julie and Cheryl about to begin new chapters in their lives?

YOU can’t just throw it all in a skip, Mum!” Bryony’s voice was muffled by a dust mask as she crouched in the loft space, carefully avoiding bumping her head on the beams. She examined a battered trun

Apart from the For Sale board, the house didn’t look any different from the last time I was here. Six months ago now. The day of my father’s funeral. A memory of how fragile my mother appeared that da

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Connie stood in a quiet corner of the church, the heady scent of lilies all around her after the funeral services earlier today. Hearing the scrape of a shoe on the flagstone floor, she moved cautious