The Five-Colour Rainbow

Grandad called her his five-colour rainbow. She did not think about it while he was still alive; it was his name for her.

But then when the sad days were over it took over her life – a degree, a doctorate, a professorship and, of course, that book. ‘The Five-Colour Rainbow’ was more pre-ordered than read, but those who tried really appreciated the chapter headings and the way it finished with a question.

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