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Mrs Biscuit
Mrs Biscuit’s house was once the loveliest in the neighbourhood. I don’t remember that myself, because I’m far too young, but that was always what my Dad said. At Christmas, he’d talk about how the house would glow with warmth, the windows lined with garlands of holly and twinkling fairy lights. Dad used to say…
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Silver Bells – Part Two
Lisa trudged to the station the next day, with weary eyes and a mind full of worry. The day before had been on her mind, and as she approached the station and stepped gingerly onto the platform, her heart pounded. Luckily for Lisa, her wait for the train was uneventful. She was also blessed with…
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Silver Bells – Part One
It began with the sound of bells. Lisa had been waiting for her train, as she always did in the morning. Bells jingled, and they jangled, softly at first, but soon, all around her. Snow was tumbling from the sky, and as Lisa looked up from her phone, it suddenly occurred to her that she…