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BY LAURA TAPPER
Polly took her place by the window, glad that Corunna Coaches allowed the booking of specific seats on their trips. An important consideration when you weren’t the world’s best traveller and didn’t wa
L AURA phoned her mother, trying to keep her voice light. “Hello, Mum, I’ve got a bit of news,” she said. “Hannah’s moving in with her boyfriend. “I need to either get a new flatmate, or try to find s
I HOPE this is the last time I’ll sit at home watching the Winter Olympics on telly,” I said. Jayne Torvill and Christopher Dean were kneeling on the ice. “In four years’ time, I want to be there, cov
IT’S only for two days,” Mark said, dropping a kiss on Sylvie’s cheek. His nearness warmed her, and she reached out for him as though a hug could stop him from leaving. Stop her from being alone all w
It was one of those cool misty mornings when Lucy had no firm idea how she wanted to spend her day. Nothing had leapt to the top of her to-do list when today’s planned coffee morning with her daughter
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