The missing hamper

Lou stirred her hot chocolate. Her half-hearted diet wasn’t going well, or rather, had never truly started. It felt impossible in this chilly weather to contemplate salads and bottled water instead of

Perfect. That’s what this evening has to be. That’s why Emma is currently scrubbing the oven clean, her knees aching from crouching on the tiled floor for so long. Sure, Clara is unlikely to look insi

I’D just started work as a nurse and it was my first time living on my own. I managed to rent a tiny flat in Finchley. It came with a window box, a stray cat that hung around mewing for food, plus a n

J AS tapped the shiny knocker twice, then stepped back, glancing at Priya. “Are you sure this is the right flat?” Priya held up the sealed envelope, showing the typed address. “Number three, Oak Avenu

Chloe checked her phone yet again. Nothing. But he was bound to text her soon to tell her how sorry he was. Surely he must have realised by now that he’d made the biggest mistake of his life. Breaking

Connie stood in a quiet corner of the church, the heady scent of lilies all around her after the funeral services earlier today. Hearing the scrape of a shoe on the flagstone floor, she moved cautious