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**Diary Entry 6th October** I always thought surprises were meant to bring joy. Turns out, some of them
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Eleanor froze, the delicate garden rake clutched in her hands, her fingers involuntarily loosening as
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If anyone had warned Emily that she would become the spark for endless gossip and the wedge between her
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Lizzy and the Open Door The night was dark and frightening, a heavy ache in her heart. Why her?








