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Janet had a plan. She knew just how to scare off the dev
Maybe it was time for Conrad to loosen up a little
BETH felt her heart pound as she made haste towards the Whitechapel Road. Why had Mrs Mears let out such a cry and thrown down the newspaper with unseemly urgency? Why had she bidden her maid to fetch
IT had been a long, hard drive. Frances had left early, hoping to get away before the rush hour – only to discover that the rush hour started earlier still. She stopped for a break further south than
An encounter with a handsome stranger left Georgia in a spin
I PULLED back the living-room curtains and stopped singing along to the radio, frozen to the spot. How could this be? It was a beautiful morning. The sun was shining, the birds had been singing up a s
FOR a northern mill town, it was rather pretty. To be fair, there was more to it. The town had history. At times, it had been prosperous. At others, not so much. Oddly, it was perhaps the less prosper