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Charlie Carter sat in his wheelchair, staring through the grimecaked windows at the courtyard beyond. Bad luck had it that his hospital room opened onto the...
Dear Diary, When the heavy oak door finally shut behind Mrs. Margaret Whitfield, the interview room felt suddenly intimatejust three of us: Emily Clarke, my little...
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When I scribbled Resignation Mary Ellis on the pristine white sheet, it wasnt a moment of weakness. It was the first line of a plan Id...
April 14th I waited by the gate for a black limousine, its polished surface swallowing the streetlights of London like a dark mirror. The driver bowed...
12March Today began like any other Saturday in the culdesac of Whitby Grove. I was pushing the shopping trolley down the corner store when I recognised...
Vicky Thompson stood still, phone pressed to her ear. Her mothers voice drifted into the roomwet, desperate, like rain that refuses to let up. She didnt...
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