I WOKE the following morning to sunlight streaming through the window. Birdsong filled the air and I found myself smiling involuntarily. Michelle and Cecelia couldn’t have been kinder when they’d heard about Caroline and as the four of us had walked back to the centre, they’d taken it in turns to share stories of love lost. When Jesus spoke about his da…
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