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BY FIONA LUCAS
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A LICE scanned the row of packages, so glossy, so tempting. There was Salted Caramel Mousse, Double Chocolate Cream Soufflé and Gazillionaire Cheesecake, the last item on her shopping list. It was exa
It was one of those cool misty mornings when Lucy had no firm idea how she wanted to spend her day. Nothing had leapt to the top of her to-do list when today’s planned coffee morning with her daughter
MORNINGS at the Coffee Pod officially began the moment Primrose flipped the laminated sign from Sorry We’re Closed to the inviting We’re Open! Come On In! Unofficially, of course, they began a good sp
Harry stared at the handwritten sign… No eggs today. Please call to place an order. Angela. The first time he bought a box of six eggs, they were so good, he made sure to make a detour the next time h
ICY sleet hit the restaurant window, making me glad I was in the warmth of the restaurant, until Luca appeared from the kitchen, wearing a frown. “Sorry, bella Bella, we’ve another order for delivery,
GEORGIA wasn’t supposed to be at her grandparents’ house that day. Her plan had been to go up to her boyfriend’s house in Manchester. She was to be set off early from work, getting there in good time