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Paula’s ring might be fake, but only she knew how pre
I’LL buy you another one.” Bill patted Emily’s back as she cried inconsolably. “But it was so stupid of me,” she told him. “Why didn’t I take it off?” She’d been working in the garden for four hours i
When I sold my wedding ring, I was changing my destiny.
AFTER Louisa’s funeral, her friends and neighbours gathered together in September Cottage. Her home, just like the church had been, was full of autumn flowers. Louisa had been born in September, which
KAY wiped her clay-spattered hands, and thrust them into the pockets of her pottery dungarees as she looked around the class. She was pleased with her first effort, a four-inch coil pot. Perfect for c
Ruby had high hopes for their relationship – but were they worlds apart?
In the golden light of a late September afternoon, Susannah sits in front of a vanity in a hotel room. It is the honeymoon suite in the Grand Hotel on the seafront, classic and elegant. In her hair ar