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D inah was not a Christmas cook. Her ...
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
THIS year, Vanessa was going to have a different kind of festive season. She usually hosted Christmas for her family at her house, even after her husband passed away a few years ago. Every second year
‘D’you remember that day…’ Jimmy says, looking wistful. Oh, I think, he’s going to say: ‘…when we sat on that Sicilian beach and watched the sunset.’ Or, ‘…when our children were born and you were so
It looked like a bleak Christmas for all – until Becky had a bright idea
JENNA had a length of Christmas-themed fabric. She had used it previously to cover the table of her market stall, and was willing to sacrifice to help beautify Santa’s Grotto. It was patterned with al