Just a man

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SHIRLEY was enjoying herself. It was rare that the employees at Gottens department store were able to socialise. Shirley was in haberdashery. Mr Moyatt usually ruled the department with a rod of iron.

MILK?” Mrs Evans loomed over Alice Campbell’s teacup with a milk jug. The humidity in the tea shop was beginning to wilt the fabric violets in Alice’s little hat. She could see a few of the tiny flowe

Nothing much happened in the village DS Dottie Reed was posted to – until a body was found

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Was a widow looking for love killed for ‘sleeping around’?