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I WAS only five when Elaine first came into my life. She was tall and dark skinned, with a perfume that smelled of roses and big necklaces in bright colours that bounced as she laughed. Whenever my da
Her son had come to a decision, but had he thought it through?
PAM glanced up at the clock on the far wall of the classroom. Just half an hour to go until the summer holidays began. Six blissful pupil-free weeks, to be spent mostly gardening and binge watching pe
Why did Meg’s new boss keep texting? He was driving her crazy
‘M um,’ says my son Jack. ‘We have ...
They were childhood pals – but was their relationship picking up steam?
