Nessie swam out deep every day of the year…
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Voices in Stone
He disappeared without a trace.
Getting a Sign
Sara returned, Kate was pale.
It was a time he’d never forget.
She had come crashing out of her relaxed stupor…
The Squeaky Gate
There it was again. That squeak.
“Never you mind. It’s a surprise.”
They’re a bit of work, and no mistake.”
The Name Game
The cars would pull up outside the property like Waterloo Station.
Colin’s face distorted with pain and displeasure as he prayed his anatomy was all still in one piece,