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The rain wouldn’t stop and the radio warned that the river
Iris climbed down from the donkey cart that had given her a lift from Penzance station, being careful not to ladder her best stockings, and walked up the narrow lane to Nantolven Farm. There was no si
Her husband was on a life or death mission – but Jess needed him too
TYPICAL!” Peter moaned,as they sat in the traffic gazing at the rain. “The hottest summer for years and we choose a week when it rains.” “A change is as good as a rest.” Joy smiled. The traffic began
Coming up for air
WINDY, windy weather, we all blow together!” Hannah Kington laughed as she ran along the pavement, hand in hand with her five-year-old twins, Daisy and Amy. She could remember playing this game when s
After yet another row,Sara’s husband had finally taken drastic action
