A sense of belonging

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TESS was completely disorientated when she woke up. Her eyes flickered open and she found herself facing an unfamiliar pale green wall. The room, wherever it was, held a faint hint of the new wallpape

DID you really grow up here?” Kerry tried not to shiver as she walked round the empty rooms. And not just because the heating hadn’t been on for a long time and the sound of the rookery in the nearby

STUART looked at his father as the older man bid again, taking him past his pre-decided limit. Another agonising gap followed, the air heavy with tension as the auctioneer looked in the direction of t

A crisis meant Beth had to get to the remote island – and quickly

Thanks for coming in today, Bea,” said Jason, the commissioning editor at Bluestone Press, where Bea was interviewing for yet another assistant job. “We’ll be in touch.” “Okay, great,” replied Bea, fo