When life gives you lemons...

Their mama often told of the legend that, one day, she hoped would work its magic

SOPHIE sat in the beachside café sipping a chilled lemonade as the cool Aegean sea lapped the blond Cretan sand. The first time she’d sat here, she had just broken up with Ryan. Or, rather, Ryan had b

A MY wished she hadn’t found the photo. Throwing it on to the bed, she resumed sorting items into donate, bin and keep piles. But the photo was like a magnet. She sank on to the bed and picked it up.

ROSA stepped out of the cool interior of her hired car and tilted her face up to embrace the heat from the blazing sun. She inhaled the delicious aroma of garlic and olive oil from a nearby café. Her

KATY stretched and yawned. She felt refreshed by the fragrance of rosemary floating in through her bedroom window from pots outside the apartment’s main entrance, three storeys down. She rubbed sleep

S tella is quicker than usual eating her breakfast. Taking worried glances out of the window just in case the cornflower blue sky might fill with dark, angry clouds, the sun obscured behind a mass of