Dolls By Gavin Biddlecombe   “What’s she whining about now?” “Leave her Paul. You know Tiny’s scared when there’s a storm.” Andrea rolled over pulling the duvet up around her. “Rescues tend to be a bit apprehensive. You’ve seen how she’s been in the past.” “But she’s out of her bed this time.” Paul clambered out of bed and gave up on finding his slippers […]