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Bella wished she could connect with her grandson the way Ruth could . . .
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ICY sleet hit the restaurant window, making me glad I was in the warmth of the restaurant, until Luca appeared from the kitchen, wearing a frown. “Sorry, bella Bella, we’ve another order for delivery,
Are you ready for this?” I asked Nigel, my golden retriever, as I waved from the bay window to the young woman at the kerb. She stood unloading her toddler from her car. My son planned to marry finall
It was a simple and innocent moment Sarah witnessed as the bus pulled into the stop to drop off a young man, no more than twenty years of age, clutching a bunch of bright daffodils. She was about to t
‘A re you sure you want the car?’ Angie ...
BELINDA, hold Felix’s hand. We’re not playing chase in this weather!” Pauline’s voice rose above the hiss of passing cars and the steady drumming of rain on the shelter’s corrugated roof. Her coat was
Jill’s son had some very important news for her