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BY EIRIN THO
MAX swept his hair out of his eyes, but the wind blew it back again. He must get to the barber but he’d been so busy lately. It was a blustery day. The long grasses around him rippled like waves, and
NICOLA had been dreaming of this moment for so long – it was important to savour it. Sitting at her writing desk by the window of her newly decorated study, previously a box room, nothing stood in the
DETECTIVE Constable Judy Mullins tried not to come across as too eager, but it was her first week in CID. Being a detective was all she’d ever wanted. She was new to the town and didn’t know the area,
INGLEFIELD Publishing Group, Primrose Barry speaking, good morning.” Primrose heard the coins drop at the other end of the line. Someone calling from a telephone kiosk. “Primrose?” Hearing her sister’
THE train was slowing. Augustine Brown looked again at the letter in her hand. Exciting news! her sister Cordelia had written. “An unexpected guest at the hotel: Maria Mironova. Exciting news indeed.
TESS was completely disorientated when she woke up. Her eyes flickered open and she found herself facing an unfamiliar pale green wall. The room, wherever it was, held a faint hint of the new wallpape