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Selina had found ways to cope with her loss . . .
BY ELIZABETH MCGINTY
IRIS walked slowly to the front door of her Victorian villa in Fairley, a sleepy Sussex village. It had begun, she fumed silently – the “invasion” of her home. Of course, she’d been expecting it. Her
I was grieving when a face from the past appeared. But was it too late for me to find happiness again?
your kids your laughs your friends your world ...
Samantha’s amazing guide dog Bailey led her to love…
I WAS lonely. Papa was a preacher and we lived and travelled in a painted wooden wagon, pulled by Jessie, a large and docile shire horse. We had few possessions; there was no room for what Papa called
These abused pets got their furry-tail endings