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Issue 15 / September 2009

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"It wasn’t that she disliked anyone in the Museum - in fact she was well-liked. Nor did she dislike the office. It was more that she wasn’t the type for small talk."

(1) by Dorothy Feaver

Nat and her fiancé were very much together, although they hadn't set a date; it was hard, on their combined income, to do themselves justice. James had pulled his thumb out and started a law conversion course, and in the...

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