The Dark Tulip
‘Stop the car!’ ‘What?’ ‘Pull up now. Look,’ Mary Dawkins pointed ahead. Her husband strained, peering between the headlights, leaning forward to the steering wheel.…
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‘Stop the car!’ ‘What?’ ‘Pull up now. Look,’ Mary Dawkins pointed ahead. Her husband strained, peering between the headlights, leaning forward to the steering wheel.…
The bus rumbled like an empty stomach. We missed the bus stop by ten yards. It did stop. I got off alone. I didn’t wave;…
“You have got to be joking?” “No, I mean it, we are stuck.” “You are telling me, I’ve travelled all this way. Bought loads of…
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