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¿Qué te pasa, Marina García? ¿Te has vuelto loca? ¡Esto es un disparate total! Nada de disparates, Sofía.

Youre leaving! she announced to her husband. Emma Smith was deepcleaning the flat for New Years and stumbled

John Whitaker spent his whole life with his wife Margaret in a modest cottage on the fringe of a little

It was dead quiet in the flat, so quiet you could hear the neighbours turning the tap on just through

Late evening in a corner cafe on Camden High Street. The walls are painted a warm ochre, rain beads slide

Give birth as soon as possible, croaks Gran Mary as she slides her legs off the bed. Mary is eightyseven now;

Everything has its season Maggie Rowan didnt sit on her sofa with a cuppa the moment she retired.

The memory begins with the sting of a winter night when Graham Blythe, my former husband, thrust me and

Querido diario, ¿Pensabas que te iba a esperar diez años? se burló Inés, dirigiendo una carcajada al

Didnt you go to your own sons wedding? Gillian, have you lost your mind? Its your only sons wedding and