Whatever’s To Happen . . .

FF_New_Installment_Stone_LadyThe children are named. Now whatever’s to happen, is to happen. But where are the Anas? Kerrid has recoiled at her first thought, that Paddlo might have coerced them. That doesn’t bear thinking. Yet . . . where are they?

Turned And Returned, ready now.


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After years as a multi-colour octopus in entertainment, now chilling and writing
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