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Too Late for Forgiveness Margaret Whitmore stood by the window, watching the caretaker rake the last

Too Late for Forgiveness Eleanor Whitaker stood by the window, watching the caretaker rake the last golden leaves.

ZOE THE COUSIN My double cousin Zoe was my childhood idol. She lived in Manchester, while I was brought

**Exhale** Yesterday, Kate turned forty-seven. Two years ago, her life had shattered. Strange how such

Emma couldn’t settle. Little Rosie had fallen asleep in her arms, but she still couldn’t tear herself

**One Step from Divorce** Emily stood by the window, watching as James circled the driveway in his brand-new car.

The Primrose He was just a lad—freckled, a little clumsy, with a clumsily tied tie and bright eyes that

**Exhale** Yesterday, Katie turned 47. Two years ago, her life had been shattered. It’s ironic how such

“Bloody hell, Emma! What are you playing at?!” Sarah’s voice trembled down the phone

“Who do you think you are, telling me what to do?” Peter snapped, turning abruptly from the