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Over a delightful Mother’s Day meal, Lyn’s son ma
IT would be perfect for us, Cliff. Not too big, but not too small. “With two steady incomes, too, we stand a good chance of getting a mortgage. “Apparently the building societies like teachers. They t
DO you think Ellen would enjoy living here?” Scott asked his wife dubiously. “I don’t know. But we have to make the offer,” Hannah replied. Ellen, Scott’s older sister, was a sharp-tongued woman, quic
MRS Nugent? It’s Kyle from Hawthorne’s estate agency. “I think we may have found you a property.” Audrey’s heart sank. She was a tad nervous when a call came from a number she didn’t recognise, but cu
I WOKE up after a vivid dream of Eleanor. I’d had quite a few recently. Eleanor was my half-sister. She was older than me – the daughter of Dad’s first wife, Dorrie. My mum only found out he had a fir
RIGHT. I have come to a decision,” Mel said one weekend, as she cleared away the breakfast things. “In that case, I’m off. Bye, Mum, see you later!” “Wait, Seth. Stay exactly where you are! You have n
MY mum and dad don’t live together. They split up two years ago, when I was eight. I mostly live with Mum, in our cosy semi-detached house where I have my own bedroom. But I also have my own room in D