Making repairs

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G av drove home, glancing up at the ...

Are you sure, love? Why not go on a nice holiday with a friend instead?” “Honestly, Mum,” Lucy said, a touch impatiently. “I’m thirty, not a teenager! I want to travel, be on my own for a while. Since

What memories lay within its crumbling walls? Fiona was about to find out

Clare had theories about her friend’s disappearance. Could she prove them to be true?

Helen Harris always enjoyed her afternoon tea with Martha Evert, and as she knocked on the door carrying a treat of two chocolate muffins, she looked forward to an hour or two of catching up with her