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WHAT are you doing here?” The man glared at them, his mo
THE train hissed into the station, brakes squealing. Steam billowed along the platform, fogging windows and curling around Evie’s boots as she stepped down on to solid ground. “Watch your step, miss!”
NORMA sat on her parents’ sofa and sipped her tea. It was Saturday afternoon, one of her favourite times of the week. She’d finished work at the newsagents at lunchtime and now, she had a relaxing aft
Joan Carter’s most memorable war stories centred on her time working in the NAAFI canteens. Her favourite involved her supervisor, who had taken a serious dislike to her, ordering her to shine the flo
‘A re you sure you want the car?’ Angie ...
NOTHING said “home” like the kitchen of Nant-y-Bri Farm at breakfast time. Delicious frying pan smells hung heavy in the air and the scrape of cutlery on willow pattern plates indicated the family had
ON a grey Monday morning, Jessie walked down the steps of the Sheriff Court in Stirling, her face burning with shame. At her side, a rather worse-for-wear Robert tried to screen her from the camera fl