Dear Stephen, W atching you, then aged 13, ...

I’d lost my hubby and the kids had lost their dad. But I knew what to do next…

Each month, a reader writes to a loved one in the afterlife and Mandy Masters tunes in to share their reply. This time, Julie Morris writes to her mum Marjorie

OK? Ready?” “Yep.” Fi smiled at Brand. She then picked up the bags full of presents, hoping her face had been convincing. There had been a time when she’d loved these family gatherings at Christmas bu

Chris assumed his wife Katie was enjoying her dream holiday with her mum and brother. Then he answered his phone…

GOOD morning! Seems like we’re both up bright and early today!” Dianne Fernsby smiled at the red-breasted visitor who hopped about on the bird table close to her kitchen window as she filled the kettl