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**Freedom Within Four Walls** “Mum, enough!” Emily flung her handbag onto the floor and turned

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Emma walked home in high spirits, smiling at passersby. She’d just bagged herself a brilliant bonus at

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**Diary Entry** I asked my mother-in-law to take our son while my wife and I went on holiday.

The girl’s tone was hushed, wavering — yet it sliced through the refined murmur of the exclusive

Sometimes I reckon that what happened to us came from one dodgy decision. Or maybe something older, something

Right then, so it was this properly miserable Thursday night in Manchester, chucking it down.

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