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Would it be Paul or Nina who stayed at home with little Milly?
BY WENDY JANES
IVY loved being a mother. From the moment Toby was delivered into her arms, she’d felt a sense of rightness that this was what she’d been born to do. But she’d also had to learn to accept that being a
Beth smiles when, through her bedroom window, she sees the sun attempting to peep through the grey clouds. Looks like it will be a nice day, exactly as it was when she married George, fifty years ago.
Chloe checked her phone yet again. Nothing. But he was bound to text her soon to tell her how sorry he was. Surely he must have realised by now that he’d made the biggest mistake of his life. Breaking
SIPPING coffee with Paula in their favourite café, Liz correctly guessed her friend’s first question. “Well, how did your mother-in-law’s visit go?” Liz smiled. “Very well. Justine is lovely, funny an
Apart from the For Sale board, the house didn’t look any different from the last time I was here. Six months ago now. The day of my father’s funeral. A memory of how fragile my mother appeared that da
MUM, Dad, there’s something I need to ask you . . .” Chloe left the sentence hanging in mid-air. Tessa looked up from her crossword puzzle, noticing the troubled expression on her daughter’s face. Chl