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	<title>Jan Foster</title>
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		<title>About the author</title>
		<description><![CDATA[ JAN FOSTER was born and raised in Leicestershire.  She emigrated to Australia in 1954, and now lives in Victoria with her husband of more than fifty years.
In addition to raising four children, Jan has been a secretary, a librarian and a freelance journalist.    As well as writing, Jan&#8217;s abiding passion [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Books</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Click on a name of the book for its brief synopsis, and to read the first two chapters
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		<title>Destiny’s Pawn PROLOG part 6</title>
		<description><![CDATA[ From her wardrobe she took out the suit she had bought for the occasion. Luckily, it was an ideal choice for the weather that day. A simply cut, oyster-coloured suit of pure silk with a deep roll collar. She laid it carefully on the king-size bed, then tossed her mink wrap and Chanel leather [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Destiny’s Pawn PROLOG part 4</title>
		<description><![CDATA[“Yes, I promise. I will&#8230;. I will. Thanks for calling, Nick. Thanks for caring. ’bye darling. Give my love to Liz!” She smiled again at his parting words of good luck.
“Thank you, Nick,” she said quietly and with genuine feeling.
She replaced the receiver, but did not immediately remove her hand as she sat thinking about [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Destiny’s Pawn PROLOG part 3</title>
		<description><![CDATA[ “Nick! How nice..” She paused to listen then added, “Oh, I’m fine. Excited, of course and the morning is dragging like hell! As for how I slept&#8230; did you really need to ask? So, who needs it anyway?” She laughed, then paused as the voice at the other end temporarily took command of the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Destiny’s Pawn PROLOG part 5</title>
		<description><![CDATA[“You bastard, George!”
She spat out the words as she leapt to her feet, ripping the paper apart. She threw it down again, kicking it viciously with her slippered foot as it hit the floor.
“You’re not going to spoil my day. Not today. Not after all these years. I won’t let you!”
She beat at the air [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Destiny&#8217;s Pawn PROLOG part 2</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The bracket clock on the mantelpiece began to chime its strident monotone, shattering the stillness of the room with a suddenness that momentarily startled her. She counted. Nine chimes. Nine? She peered over her spectacles at the clock, in disbelief. Its hands confirmed its sonorous message. Still only nine! She removed her spectacles and let [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Destiny&#8217;s Pawn PROLOG</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It was a perfect day. A magical day. A day when, quite suddenly, impossible dreams might transform themselves into commonplace realities. It was a joyous day, bursting with infinite promises.
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