Prologue

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My name's Alison Brown and I'm from England. Bedford to be exact. It's a nice place; filled with nice people but every once in a while, there's trouble.

Something happened to me recently; something not quite expected. It's a long story but also an interesting one.

It started when I moved. My Mum suddenly grew tired of the old house in Bedford. We'd certainly been through a lot during the time we lived there but she was certain that our time was up. Her dreams of moving into the country were as big as anything. She spent months trying to find the perfect house just for the two of us. Just the two. It had always been that way since my Dad walked out on us. He woke up one morning and just left. It breaks my Mum's heart whenever he's brought into discussion but I always remind her that things are better without him.

Moving to Yorkshire was a big thing for me. First, I had no idea we were moving that far and second, it meant leaving behind everything I grew up with. Sometimes that was a good thing. Others, not so much.

But this story isn't about my move to Yorkshire, it's about what Yorkshire gave me.

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