A harvest wish

IT was a fine, windy day in September, and Rosalind Aston had an odd feeling that she was in love. The emotion was new, and she could not be sure, but she luxuriated in it as she walked towards the ha

I’LL buy you another one.” Bill patted Emily’s back as she cried inconsolably. “But it was so stupid of me,” she told him. “Why didn’t I take it off?” She’d been working in the garden for four hours i

ALYS hovered at the edge of the wood, a wicker basket over one arm and the hood of her cloak covering her hair. The air was damp with autumn chill and the trees were dressed in shades of orange and re

RIDICULOUS that after all this time it should be a shock. What had she expected? That he would appear one day on her doorstep with that oh-so-familiar crooked grin to reclaim her? To tell her that he’

MARCIA watched her grandson Matthew carefully as they toured the sumptuous interior of Moitlet Hall. To the other visitors, it no doubt seemed he was in awe of the opulent furnishings, wonderful artwo

AFTER Louisa’s funeral, her friends and neighbours gathered together in September Cottage. Her home, just like the church had been, was full of autumn flowers. Louisa had been born in September, which