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WINDY, windy weather, we all blow together!” Hannah Kington laughed as she ran along the pavement, hand in hand with her five-year-old twins, Daisy and Amy. She could remember playing this game when s

SOMETIMES it felt as if I was the only competent one in the family. Take our big American trip, for instance. Everyone – my husband and all the kids – had been bungling it from the start. I suppose th

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.

Freya’s new boyfriend seemed nice. As she sat opposite him in the lounge, Jane smiled while counting off dates in her head. It had been six months since her daughter’s last appearance. Freya’s head wa

YOU’RE serious, aren’t you?” Selina sounded incredulous as she looked across at Gillian in the driving seat. “So, Terry actually told the woman, just like that, that you’re not taking on any more work

THERE were tubes and wires everywhere. Beside Colin’s bed in Intensive Care was a scary-looking machine with coloured lights and constantly changing numbers on the screen. “I’m sorry to be a nuisance,