Drop dead gorgeous

Someone, somewhere, must know what happened to my lovely nan

Each month a reader writes to a loved one in the afterlife and Mandy Masters tunes in to share their reply. This month Sam Page writes to her nephew Jack

I was waiting to meet a very special person, but losing one too

PAM glanced up at the clock on the far wall of the classroom. Just half an hour to go until the summer holidays began. Six blissful pupil-free weeks, to be spent mostly gardening and binge watching pe

I WAS only five when Elaine first came into my life. She was tall and dark skinned, with a perfume that smelled of roses and big necklaces in bright colours that bounced as she laughed. Whenever my da

My ‘soul dog’ Ben had once saved my life. Now he’d sent someone who needed my help in return.