“Her lips quiver with the cold. She looks shy and apologetic. Some hair has escaped her loose ponytail and she brushes it back. She looks at me through rain-splattered glasses.” — Lynda Renham Copy Share Image
“She stands on the doorstep. She’s shivering. She isn’t wearing a coat and I can see the outline of her breasts” — Lynda Renham Copy Share Image
“sipping wine or preparing food. The whole time their baby alone in the garden. I followed her when Chris played golf. It broke my… — Lynda Renham Copy Share Image
“What a cheek. I do live a healthy life style. I don't smoke, I don't drink and I don;t exercise, how much healthier can… — Lynda Renham Copy Share Image
“I’m Sharni,’ she says. ‘We’ve just moved in to number 24, next door.” — Lynda Renham Copy Share Image
“Her lips quiver with the cold. She looks shy and apologetic. Some hair has escaped her loose ponytail and she brushes it back. She… — Lynda Renham Copy Share Image
