Harry Rayward: Ventriloquist

The next morning, Lillian’s head ached with a pounding throb, her back was stiff and every movement an effort; but her spirits lifted when a bouquet of flowers arrived. ‘Better if the Professor doesn’t see this.’ Ruby snatched the card before Lillian could stop her and read it aloud. ‘Mr Stiggins offers his sincere commiserations... Continue Reading →

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