... Short Story Henry lived less than nine miles away so he was sure to receive his Dear John letter the morning. Of course he'd probably call tomorrow but by then the worst would be over, Peg reasoned. He'd know how she felt and she wouldn't have to say ...

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... SHORT STORY BY Kay Bailey Mary Hampton gave a shuddering sigh and hid her face in her hands but she made no further objection. If I take this letter to the police, he went on, lan's name will be dragged in—and his mother's. It wouldn't be right to ...

... SHORT STORY BY P. marshall She put the kettle on and laid the table. She did it very carefully. Meals had always been like that with Granny. Not like the hurried, slapdash affairs they were here, with members of the family rushing in at any hour, snatching ...

... SHORT STORY Grae takes By COLIN G. THE new district nurse. Doreen McDreel. blared up the Drumlea brae in her red Mini, leaving a wake of swirling exhaust. She passed Miss Olive Dun of Drumlea House. on her pon y . and was round the bend and out of sight ...

... Short Story his own front door very gingerly he looked down and beheld two bowler-halted individuals in solemn conclave on the floor below. One of them looked like a pugilist not very long retired, and the other was a fox-faced fellow who looked like ...

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... SHORT STORY WALTER TEAL, the dour water bailiff. had been ver% distressed. His faithful twelvc•%ear-old hlae cross collie. Blue. had brought forth a litter. What was worse was that thes were mongrels. He got the vet to take awa% the half of them hut that ...

... SHORT STORY remained closed. He started knocking, then banging. There was an urgency, an aggressiveness in his manner that contrasted sharply with his careful, ponderous prbgress through the village. As if his mild demeanour had been corroded by the journey ...

... SHORT STORY PAMELA WATKINS Peggy pushed her plate away. I'll make the coffee, she said and almost ran into the kitchen. Muriel glowered a warning at Hughr but he was oblivious to the chill in the atmosphere. Muriel saw Sheena looking at her speculatively ...

... SHORT STORY w It was one Friday evening when his mother told him she would have to get rid of them all. But why? Tommy asked incredulously. Why? Very gently his mother pulled him onto her knee. I need some money. Tommy, she told him. I loved ...

... SHORT STORY Nan I it was just the t ;,;taning atm . her There was nothing of aarning in the glow of the morning sun. nothing the taint warm breeze that blew in Irom the half-opett window nothing at aartiing that would different. strangelt . horribly different ...