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BY LIZ GWINNELL
OPEN SHORT STORY 500 WORDS WINNER
Iris climbed down from the donkey cart that had given her a lift from Penzance station, being careful not to ladder her best stockings, and walked up the narrow lane to Nantolven Farm. There was no si
S tella is quicker than usual eating her breakfast. Taking worried glances out of the window just in case the cornflower blue sky might fill with dark, angry clouds, the sun obscured behind a mass of
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.
Souvenirs from past times bring back happy memories for Jenny and Tess
Nothing much happened in the village DS Dottie Reed was posted to – until a body was found
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,