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It was time for Moira and Don to have a heart to heart . . .
BY BECCA ROBI
SKYE, your parents are here with me.” Skye had to resist the temptation to end the call at once. “You don’t understand. They’re the reason I’m running away –” “They told me what the matter is,” Steph
IT had been a struggle getting Luke to school again and he’d nearly had a mark for being late. Amber wasn’t in the best mood as she walked. Not only was she worried about her boy, she felt dreadful fo
THE next day, Amber got up early and sent her mum a message to say she’d collect the boys and take them to school, after all. Even though Pam had offered, Amber felt guilty because Pam had her own job
IT had been a long, hard drive. Frances had left early, hoping to get away before the rush hour – only to discover that the rush hour started earlier still. She stopped for a break further south than
Georgie lived to dance – and now her dream job was within her grasp
THE clamour of seagulls woke Frances. For a moment, she was disorientated. Not so much in place – she knew this bedroom well – as in time. She had the odd feeling that none of the last 30-odd years ha