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When Grace and Emma got to Ivy Grigsby’s neat 1930s semi-detached house in Halldene, Ivy was waiting anxiously by the door and showed them into the front room.
There was a two-seat settee in faded dark green velvet and two armchairs in the same fabric with a side table to each. A large-screen TV stood on a wooden TV stand and on the back wall a shelving unit housed dozens of Lladro or similar figurines, dogs, cherubs, peasant boys, a nativity scene, ballet dancers, a panda, an elephant and several figures of ladies in voluminous dresses from a bye-gone era. Three framed photographs showed the face of a moustachioed man, a family portrait of the same man, a woman and child and what appeared to be of school photograph of a boy aged about eleven or twelve.
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