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Through the Mill House Rollers

‘How is he?’

Zach took a deep breath. Even worse than having to deliver the news of his father’s deteriorating health was hearing the hope in his aunt’s voice every time he rang her.

‘Not well at all I’m afraid. The infection isn’t showing any signs of abating, and he’s still refusing to eat. We’re not holding out much hope for a recovery.’