Connie splashed through puddles, the rain slapping her face. Everywhere was tarmac and concrete, fog and drizzle, but no sign of her child. 'Have you seen my daughter? Please, you must've seen her?' Connie's face crumpled, preparing to cry. But there wasn't time for tears, she told herself, she had to find her child.
Manchester, England, 1965: In an instant Connie's life has changed. She only left her daughter Kathy alone for a moment but th...
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