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"Well she’d do her best. She started to think of what she could do to make it something for the kids. Just then a small red three wheeler pulled up outside her gate. A man and woman in uniform got out. The bloody cops - what next, what has he done now? They came up the path like no police she knew, beaming from ear to ear. Then she twigged, Sally Ann, hoping for a donation no doubt. Well, they could think again. She stubbed out her fag as they drew level. “Mrs Denman? said the woman.
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"Well she’d do her best. She started to think of what she could do to make it something for the kids. Just then a small red three wheeler pulled up outside her gate. A man and woman in uniform got out. The bloody cops - what next, what has he done now? They came up the path like no police she knew, beaming from ear to ear. Then she twigged, Sally Ann, hoping for a donation no doubt. Well, they could think again. She stubbed out her fag as they drew level. “Mrs Denman? said the woman.