Salt in jean’s wounds

JEAN found Ailsa in her bedroom, staring into the dressing-table mirror, a hairbrush in her hand. She didn’t turn round when her sister entered. Something about the atmosphere in the room made Jean sh

Surrogate Charity fears the worst when she has a fall in the woods…

THEY say that the true test of a friendship is to spend a holiday together. Initially, when this idea was mooted, Faye had felt rather hesitant. She’d known Beverley for less than a year. And though t

Why has John rung me after all this time?’ Liz asked herself. It was five months since he’d moved out. She chopped carrots and sliced runner beans from her vegetable patch, adding them to the minced m

JOSH dabbed expertly at the cut he’d just finished sewing up. He’d made a neat job of it and it should heal very nicely, leaving only a line. It wouldn’t be seen, anyway, once the cat’s fur grew back.

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