Elizabeth Haynes

There had been no other choice. For the greater good, it had to be done.

the girl you did not really know

the girl you did not really know

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The boat rounds the south end of the island and chugs through a narrow channel between the rocks. The swell calms and it feels almost peaceful here, the wash of the b

Through the thickly salt-encrusted window at the front of the cabin she can see a concrete jetty

The island is about a mile long and half a mile wide, a rough oval in shape, should you be looking at it from Google 11Earth, which Rachel has done quite a lot in the last

There are three bedrooms: a double, a twin, and the smallest room, which has two bunk beds in it. There is a chilly, cheaply tiled bathroom without a bath – just a shower, a toilet and a sink. There is also a separate toilet next door to i

The rest of it is a sitting room with various mismatched chairs and sofas, and an ugly stained-pine d

the plastic crates are emptied they are nested neatly inside each other. Rachel ha