I WOKE up after a vivid dream of Eleanor. I’d had quite a few recently. Eleanor was my half-sister. She was older than me – the daughter of Dad’s first wife, Dorrie. My mum only found out he had a fir

MY mum and dad don’t live together. They split up two years ago, when I was eight. I mostly live with Mum, in our cosy semi-detached house where I have my own bedroom. But I also have my own room in D

I’VE just seen my perfect Christmas,” I said, returning to the office after my lunchbreak. “Really?” Tina said brightly. “So have I. Where was yours?” “In a snow globe in Tamsin’s Gift shop. “It was a

Were Nancy and Alan finally on the right road to rekindle their romance?

What a shame the girls are poorly. I love you all visiting, especially on my birthday,” Betty said, gazing at her granddaughter, Pat. Seeing her great grandkids was always the highlight of her day and

C laire Whitmore was positive ‘it’ had started. ...