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<title>Silent Deeds - Work in Progress (Book)</title>
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<title>Chapter 1..and so the tale begins....</title>
<description>&#38;#34;THE DEEDS WERE SILENT AS TO THE OWNERSHIP&#38;#34;
	
She stared blankly at the paper, just wasn&#38;#39;t sure quite what she had expected, but this was ridiculous.  Now empty and frustrated there was no clue as to where she was going next with this.  

When they had told her at the office they had found the Deeds she was in turns relieved and then elat...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 03 Jun 2006 11:10:12 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>Chapter 2.. the Stage is Struck...The document</title>
<description>The document didn&#38;#8217;t look so official now on ordinary A4 black and white.  Not as intimidating and scary as she had felt towards it that afternoon.

Stupid that a document could intimidate, it was an inanimate object.  But the words it contained had been written by human hand and had conveyed meaning and importance.  They were so important that th...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 03 Jun 2006 11:10:45 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>Chapter 3... the lights grow dim... The Family</title>
<description>After her father died, she felt free in a strange ethereal manner.  It was if somebody had lifted the evil from shoulders and allowed her to look out free into the world.  To see colours again.  She knew logically the absence of colour from her world was depression, but it was also a metaphor for the absence of happiness.

The only thing she truly regr...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 03 Jun 2006 11:11:15 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>Chapter 4 - drums roll and the overture begins</title>
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It took Rosie a couple of days of normal task undertaking to give her the strength to make an appointment to see the very kind, but aged solicitor.  In this period of normality &#38;#8211; a sort of self-created bubble &#38;#8211; she managed to convince herself that it was all a mistake and she had totally misunderstood all that had said.

At 2.30 pm precis...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 03 Jun 2006 11:13:13 EDT</pubDate>
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