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Esmé could see the garden from her sitting room. Warm and comfortable in her chair she could watch the seasons unfold. She marvelled as colo...

Edie wished that something could have been done for her brother Rodney. He was such a dear little chap. Even after seventy years she could h...

  Christophe Pichon was still there. The blurry glow emanating from the gas lights in the dairy across La Place de la République made him lo...

  Once upon a time in a country full of tall mountains, dense forests and mysterious lakes there lived a boy called Vasily. This story begin...

The visit to the garden centre had been expensive, but John went home an optimistic man. He had enough to defeat his enemy. Kate looked wi...

  The splashy butterfly stroke stopped and Judy’s head popped up out of the disturbed water. ‘Did you see what that man did?’ Suse, conc...