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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

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THERE’S a nice new girl working at the Post Office,” I said casually, as I unpacked my shopping on to the kitchen table. “Oh?” my daughter Debra answered, without looking up from her book. “Yes,” I co

Ben hunched over in the cab of the lorry, eyes cast down, earphones firmly in place. He tugged his hoodie further over his face and ramped up his music, trying to drown out his stepdad, along with the

YOUR text message sounded quite urgent,” Jane said. “Nothing wrong at the shop, is there?” She and her daughter had met for coffee at Caravaggio’s. On the other side of the small market square stood t

HONESTLY, I don’t know what you’re worrying about, Tanya. It’s not as though Amber’s never visited us before.” My husband, Rob, has always been the laid-back one in our partnership, while I have a ten