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**Diary Entry** It was the coldest morning in twenty years. Snow fell in thick, unrelenting layers, and

They let me go the day I turned fifty-five. As my farewell, I handed out roses to every colleague, while

It was the coldest morning in twenty years. Snow fell in thick, unending sheets, and the streets of Manchester

They let me go the day I turned fifty-five. As a farewell, I handed out roses to each of my colleagues

**I Wont Leave My Daughter** ” So, you wont take the girl?” ” No. And I wouldnt advise

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The dogs eyes filled with tears the moment he recognised the stranger as his old master. It was a reunion

The door didnt open right away. Margaret Dawson had just enough time to catch her breath, though the

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