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A RANDOM ACT OF KINDNESS
Sophie Jenkins
Published by AVON
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First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins 2019
Copyright © Sophie Jenkins 2019
Cover design by Holly Macdonald © HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 2019
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Sophie Jenkins asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.
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This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
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Source ISBN: 9780008281830
Ebook Edition © 2019 ISBN: 9780008281854
Version: 2019-05-20
Dedicated to Rowena Jenkins
19.10.1931–3.12.2018
Contents
Copyright
Dedication
Lot 1
Lot 2
Lot 3
Lot 4
Kim
Lot 5
Lot 6
Kim
Lot 7
Kim
Lot 8
Lot 9
Kim
Lot 10
Lot 11
Lot 12
Lot 13
Lot 14
Kim
Lot 15
Lot 16
Kim
Lot 17
Lot 18
Kim
Lot 19
Lot 20
Lot 21
Lot 22
Lot 23
Kim
Lot 24
Lot 25
Kim
Lot 26
Lot 27
Lot 28
Lot 29
Kim
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Acknowledgements
Also by Sophie Jenkins
About the Publisher
A Chanel-style black-and-white cotton tweed suit with bracelet-length sleeves, double ‘C’ gilt buttons, chain-weighted hem and matching skirt.
Most stories start with action. This isn’t one of them. Mine starts with indecision. It’s a warm Sunday evening and I’m dragging my wheelie case over the cobbled stones of Camden Market, pondering the big issues of my life. Can I really make a living selling vintage dresses from one small stand? Should I call in at Cotton’s Rhum Shack to cheer myself up before going home?
The din of the case rattling on the cobbles is attracting some negative attention from passers-by in an annoyed ‘What the hell is that noise?’ kind of way. It’s a cheap black suitcase, with nothing going for it except that it’s big enough to carry my stock of frocks.
I come out through the imposing arch of Stables Market onto the busy Chalk Farm Road and I stand on the kerb, still undecided. Quick drink? Across the way, the lights in Cotton’s Rhum Shack are gleaming. It’s snug and inviting, located between a music shop and one selling white crockery. Right now,
