I WOKE up after a vivid dream of Eleanor. I’d had quite a few recently. Eleanor was my half-sister. She was older than me – the daughter of Dad’s first wife, Dorrie. My mum only found out he had a fir

Marcie’s life had taken a brutal turn, but she vowed to prove everybody wrong…

Our lives, your lives... that’s life!

I’M up at my parents’ old house, surrounded by boxes of books. My mum was a voracious reader. You only had to see all the bookcases in her home to realise that. Many books were bought for her as gifts

Allegra thought she knew how her brave brother had died. Then she found his autopsy…

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