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One impulsive act meant that Rosie’s future was now hanging in the balance

IT was no fun being dead – particularly when you had a cramp in your leg. Gemma raised her head from the dusty floor, looking for Tarquin. “Do I really have to stay here until the end of the act?” she

I PEGGED Dad’s Seventies’ psychedelic floral shirt on the section of the clothesline designated for “undies”. It couldn’t be seen by the neighbours. I dreamt of the day my parents would give me their

Thrilled to be given a break, Rosie discovered that not everyone was happy for her

She yearned to leave the factory floor behind – but would Rosie’s dream ever come true?

I’m fine, Aunt Lena. Honestly, you don’t need to worry,” Jada said, putting Ella’s bottle down on the coffee table before lifting the three-month-old onto her shoulder, where a muslin square was alrea