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Ben hunched over in the cab of the lorry, eyes cast down, earphones firmly in place. He tugged his hoodie further over his face and ramped up his music, trying to drown out his stepdad, along with the

HONESTLY, I don’t know what you’re worrying about, Tanya. It’s not as though Amber’s never visited us before.” My husband, Rob, has always been the laid-back one in our partnership, while I have a ten

CAROLYN had made the mistake of telling her daughter, Emma, that she was going to make an effort to get out more. “It’s a poor thing when the characters from my crime dramas seem to be all I have in t

THERE’S a nice new girl working at the Post Office,” I said casually, as I unpacked my shopping on to the kitchen table. “Oh?” my daughter Debra answered, without looking up from her book. “Yes,” I co

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

RIGHT, Pol, I’ve got a doozy for you this week.” Alex Harford beamed as Polly returned from her lunch break. Her heart sank. She knew only too well what that smile meant. Alex beamed more widely. “You