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A bittersweet tale for Christmas
by Kate Glanville
MARCIA watched her grandson Matthew carefully as they toured the sumptuous interior of Moitlet Hall. To the other visitors, it no doubt seemed he was in awe of the opulent furnishings, wonderful artwo
ANOTHER look at the dashboard clock: 21.06. The plane’s due to leave in under two hours. With the turn-off for the airport within sight, I ease on to the accelerator, suppressing a groan as the cars i
They had made memories there – a place of love and hope
Could broken-hearted Maddie really go on holiday alone?
IT was no fun being dead – particularly when you had a cramp in your leg. Gemma raised her head from the dusty floor, looking for Tarquin. “Do I really have to stay here until the end of the act?” she
I’LL buy you another one.” Bill patted Emily’s back as she cried inconsolably. “But it was so stupid of me,” she told him. “Why didn’t I take it off?” She’d been working in the garden for four hours i