Rose was waiting for her on the ledge, but before Annie could land next to her, she was off again. They swooped down between the buildings, then up, up over the roofs and chimneys.
It was the world Annie could see from her room, and yet it wasn't. At first she thought they must have travelled back in time somehow. The cars had vanished. People walked on the roads as well as on the pavements. Dogs bounded unrestrained by collars and leads. Horses and donkeys ambled along between the people, some bearing packs, others pulling small carts.
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A SERIES OF ORDINARY ADVENTURES:
A wander down a country pathway, a cruise vacation in the Mediterranean, a school reunion, a sandwich eaten in the park – in the stories of Stevie Carroll, the mundane becomes tantalizingly magical. A footballer’s mistress gets more than just an apartment when her lover tries to keep her in style; a rock-and-roll bass player finds out that second chances aren’t all they’re cracked up to be; something sinister lurks beneath the trappings of a travelling carnival.
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