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The book was old but unassuming. Brown and used but that was it; no gold emboss, no fancy writing just a brown leather cover tied shut with two ..

When Olivia Lake agreed to take a delivery for her father she never thought it would end up like this.

Mrs Georgia Sophie Lucas, Crime...Murder

He’s crashing in the garden, He’s stomping down the hall, He’s thudding up the staircase, He’s banging on the wa..

The world is too big

The sun was winking at me through the trees and I held on tighter to Teddy. Teddy wasn’t going to leave, that’s what Mummy had told ..

I was too thin for the thin dress...

Like a powdered kiss, It teases as it melts on your tongue,

You may call it light or dark but the shadows still remain

A symbol of what has been lost in the new age that surrounds our lives, A mark of the past in a world that wants out words to shine on a screen.